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FAITH HYMNS. 



COMPILED BY 



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CHARLES CULLIS, M.D. 



NEW EDITION. 




WILLARD TRACT REPOSITORY. 

Beacon Hill Place, Boston. 

239 Fourth Avenue, New York. 

608 Arch St., Philadelphia. 

Santa Barbara, Cal. 

3 Amen Corner, Paternoster Row, London. 

1887. 



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COPYRIGHT ; 
CHARLES CULLIS, 

1887. 



The Library 
OF Congress 



WASHINGTON 



Frank Wood, Printer, Boston, 



PREFACE. 



The compiler offers no apology for issuing a 

new hymn-book, but feeling the need of a small, 

compact book of hymns on the higher Christian 

life, he has gathered together, as opportunity 

offered, the following "Faith Hymns," praying 

that the Lord's blessing may accompany them, 

and that the children of God may be comforted 

thereby. 

" Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give 
thanks at the remembrance of his hoUness." 



FAITH HYMNS. 



1 0. M. 

1 A LL hail the power of Jesus name ! 
jLjL Let angels prostrate fall, 

Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

2 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 

The wormwood and the gall, 
Go, spread your tropliies at his feet, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, — 

Ye ransomed from the fall, — 
Hail him who saves you by his grace^ 
And crown him Lord of all. 

4 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball, 
To him all majesty ascribe, 
And crown him Lord of all. 

3 7i. 

1 TESUS, lover of my soul, 
%/ Let me to thy bosom fly, 
While the billows near me roll, 

While the tempest still is high. 
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, 

Till the storm of life is past ; 

By per. 



O FAITH HTMNS. 

Safe into the haven guide, 

0, receive my soul at last ! 
2 Other refuge have I none ; 

Hangs my helpless soul on the* ; 
Leave, 0, leave me not alone ; 

Still support and comfort me. 
All my trust on thee is stayed ; 

All my help from thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head 

With the shadow of thy win^. 

3 U.M. 

1 A WAKE, my soul, stretch evpry Q«rT#, 
Jljl And press with vigor on ; 

A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
And an immortal crown. 

2 A cloud of witnesses around 

Hold thee in full survey ; 

Forget the steps already trod, 

And onward urge thy way. 

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice 

That calls thee from on high ; 
'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
To thine admiring eye. 

4 L. M. 

1 A /TY blessed Jesus and my Lord, 
IVjL Thou purest source of joy to me. 
Earth has no joys which can afford 

The bliss which I have found in thee. 

2 How sweet the joy of sins forgiven ! 

How sweet to feel thy cleansing bloo4 1 



FAITH HYMNS. 7 

How sweet to be an heir of heaven ! 

How sweet to be a child of God I 
8 How sweet to give myself to thee, 

And feel that all I have is thine ! 
How sweet to know thou g'ivest me 

Thyself, and all thou hast is mine I 

5 6s & 8s. 

1 /^^OME, my fond, fluttering heart, 
\^y Comg, thou must now be free ; 
Thou and the world must part, 

However hard it be. 
My weeping passions own 'tis just, 
Yet cling still closer to the dust. 

2 Ye fond pursuits, forbear; 

Ye dearest idols, fall; 
My love ye cannot share, 

For Jesus must have all. 
'Tis bitter pain, 'tis cruel smart, 
But 0, thou must consent, my heart 
8 Welcome, bleeding cross, 

Thou only way to God ; 
My former gains were loss, 

My path was folly's road. 
At last my heart U undeceived ; 
The world is given, and Christ received. 

6 L.M. 

1 ** T KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; " 
X What rich delight this sentence gives I 
He lives, triumphant from the grave; 
He lives, eternally to save. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 

2 He lives, my kind and constant Friend, 
He lives, and loves me to the end ; 

He lives, and while he lives I'll sing 
Jesus, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 

3 He lives, and grants me daily breath; 
He lives, and I shall conquer death ; 
He lives, my mansion to prepare ; 
He lives, to bring me safely there . 

4 He lives — all glory to his name I 
He lives, my Saviour, still th^ same; 
O, the rich joy this sentence gives, 

" I know that my Redeemer lives ! " 

1 T LAY my sins on Jesus, 

X The spotless Lamb of God; 
He bears them all, and frees us 
From the accursed load. 

2 I bring my guilt to Jesus ; 

To wash my crimson stains 
White, in his blood most precious, 

Till not a spot remains. 
8 I lay my wants on Jesus, 

All fullness dwells in him ; 
He healeth my diseases, 

He doth my soul redeem. 

4 I lay my griefs on Jesus, 

. My burdens and my cares ; 
He from them all releases. 
He all my sorrows shares 

5 I rest my soul on Jesus, 

This weary soul of mine ; 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 

ni« right hand me eraljraces, 
I on his breast recline. 

6 I love the name of Jesus, 

Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; 
Like fragrance on the breezes, 
His name abroad is poured. 



8 s.M. 

1 T WAS a wandering shecrp, 
JL I did not love the fold, 

I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 

I would not be controlled. 
I was a wayward child, 

I did not love my home, 
I did not love my Father's voice, 

I loved abroad to roam. 

2 The Shepherd sought his sheep, 

The Father sought his child ; 
They followed me o'er vale and hill, 

O'er desert, waste, and wild ; 
They found me nigh to death, 

Famished, and faint, and lone ; 
They bound me with the bands of love, 

They saved the wandering one. 

8 No more a wandering sheep, 
I love to be controlled ; 
I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 

I love the peaceful fold. 
No more a wayward child, 
I seek no more to roam ; 
I love my heavenly Father's voice* 
I love, I love his home. 

By per. 



10 FAITH HYMNS. 

9 . L.M. 

1 TESUS, my all, to heaven is gone — 
%) He, whom I fix my hopes upon ; 
His track I see, and I'll pursue 

The narrow way, till him I view. 

2 The way the holy prophets went, 
The road that leads from banishment, 
The king's highway of holiness, 

1*11 go, for all his paths are peace. 

8 This is the way I long have sought, 
And mourned because I found it not; 
My grief a burden long has been 
Because I was not saved from sin. 

4 The more I strove against its power, 
I felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
Till late I heard my Saviour say, 
Come hither, soul ; I am the way. 

5 Lo I glad I come ; and thou, blest Lamb, 
Shalt take me to thee as I am ; 
Nothing but sin have I to give, 
Nothing but love shall I receive. 

6 Then will I tell to sinners round 
What a dear Saviour I have found ; 
I'll point to thy redeeming blood. 
And say, Behold the way to God. 

10 L.M. 

I r~\ HAPPY day, that fixed my choice 
V>/ On thee, my Saviour and my God I 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures all abroad. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 11 

2 'Tis done, the great transaction's done ; 
I am the Lord's, and he is mine; 
He drew me, and I followed on, 
Charmed to confess the voice divine. 

8 Now rest, my long divided heart; 
Fixed on this blissful centre, rest : 
Nor ever from thy Lord depart, — 
With him of every good possessed. 

11 6s &4fe. 

1 I^EARER, my God, to thee, 

x\l Nearer to thee ; 
E'en though it be a cross 

That raiseth me. 
Still all my songs shall be, 
Nearer, my God, to thee. 

Nearer to thee. 

2 Though like a wanderer, 

The sun gone down. 
Darkness come over me, 

My rest a stone, 
Yet in my dreams Fd be 
Nearer, my God, to thee. 

Nearer to thee. 

8 Here let my way appear 
Steps unto heaven ; 
All that thou sendest me 

In mercy given ; 
Angels to beckon me 
Kearer, my God, to thee. 
Nearer to thee. 

By per. 



12 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 Then, with my waking thoughts 

Bright with thy praise, 
Out of my stony griefs 

Bethel I'll raise, 
So by my woes to be 
Nearer, ray God, to thee, 

Nearer to thee. 

12 7b. 

1 "D OCK of Ages, cleft for rae, 
Xx. Let me hide myself in thee ; 
Let the water and the blood, 

From thy wounded side which flowed, 

Be of sin a double cure — 

Save from wrath and make me pure. 

2 Could my tears forever flow. 
Could my zeal no languor know, 
These for sin could not atone ; 
Thou must save, and thou alone; 
In my hand no price I bring; 
Simply to the cross I cling. 

3 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
When my eyes shall close in death, 
When I rise to worlds unknown, 
And behold thee oh thy throne, — 
Rock of Ages, cleft for me. 

Let me hide myself in thee. 

13 c.\>. 

1 "pRAYER is the soul's sincere desire, 
X Uttered or unexpressed, 
The motion of a hidden Are 
That trembles in the breast 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 13 

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, 

The falling of a tear, 
The upward glancing of the eye, 
When none but God is near. 

3 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, 

Returning from his ways ; 
While angels in their songs rejoice, 

And cry, " Behold, he prays ! " 
i Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 

The Christian's native air, 
His watchword at the gates of death; 

He enters heaven with prayer. 
5 O Thou, by whom we come to God, 

The life, the truth, the way, — 
The path of prayer thyself hast trod •• 

Lord, teach us how to pray. 

14, 8s, 7s, & 4s. 

1 /^^ OD the Father, high in glory 
VJT Seated on the eternal throne, 
Lo ! thy children, bowed before thee. 

Seek thy smile and grace alone. 
God the Father, 
Make to us thy mercy known. 

2 God the Son our blessed Saviour, 

Standing at the mercy-seat, 
Thou hast pledged thy gracious favor 
Wheresoe'er thy people meet. 
Blessed Jesus, 
Bless us, waiting at thy feet. 
d God the Father, Son, and Spirit, 
Love's essential oneness, come> 

M 

By per. 



14 FAITH HYMNS. 

If we now thy grace inherit, 
Make this humble place thy home. 
Great Jehovah, 
Let thy answering glory come. 

15 8s & 78. 

1 TJE, who once was dead, now liveth; 
Xx Lo, he lives for evermore — 
He, who all our sins forgiveth, 

He, who all our judgment bore. 

2 His the Conqueror's state, and glorious, 

Son of God and Son of man ; 
He, returned to heaven victorious, 
Finished all that he began. 

8 Yes, *tis done ; from heaven's treasure 
All the fearful debt is paid ; 
Our transgressions' perfect measure 
God on his Beloved laid. 

4 Tell around the wide creation 

What redeeming love hath done ; 
Publish full and free salvation 
Through the blood of God's dear Son. 

16 P. M. 

I T^HERE'S a light in the window for thee, 
X . brother. 

There's a light in the window for thee ; 

A dear one has gone to the mansions above, 

-There's a light in the window for thee f 

A mansion in heaven we see. 

And a light in the window for the^ 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 16 

2 There's a crown, and a robe, and a palm, 
brother, 
When from toil and from care thou art free* 
The Saviour has gone to prepare thee a home, 
There's a light in the window for thee. 
8 O, watch, and be faithful, and pray, brother, 
All thy journey o'er life's troubled sea; 
Though afflictions assail thee, and storms beat 
severe, 
There's a light in the window for thee. 
4 Then on, perseveringly on, brother, 
Till from conflict and suffering free ; 
Bright angels now beckon thee over the stream> 
There's a light in the window for thee. 

17 0. M 

1 /^ FOR a heart to praise my God, 
vy A heart from sin set free, 

A heart that's sprinkled with the blood 
So freely shed for me ! — 

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 

My great Redeemer's throne. 
Where only Christ is heard to speak. 
Where Jesus reigns alone ! — 

3 A heart in every thought renewed. 

And filled with love divine ; 
Perfect, and right, and pure, and goo^ 
A copy. Lord, of thine. 

4 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 

Come quickly from above ; 
" \ Write thy new name upon my heai; 
Thy new, best name of love. 

By per. 



16 FAITH HTMKS. 

18 CM. 

1 /^ FOR a closer walk with God, 
V^ A calm and heavenly frame, 
A light to shine upon the road 

That leads me to the Lamh ! 

2 The dearest idol I have known, 

Whatever that idol be, 
Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

S So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame ; 
So purer light will mark the road 
That leads me to the Lamb. 

19 

1 O HALL we gather at the river 

O Where bright angel feet have trod, 
With its crystal tide forever 

Flowing by the throne of God ? 

Yes, we'll gather at the river, 
The beautiful, the beautiful river, 
Gather with the saints at the river 
That flows by the throne of God. 

2 On the margin of the river. 

Dashing up its silver spray. 

We will walk and worship ever, 

All the happy, golden day. 

8 Ere we reach the shining river, 
Lay we every burden down ; 
Grace our spirits will deliver, 
And provide a robe and crown. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMK8. IT 

20 0-M. 

1 'T^HEBE is a fountain filled with blood, 

X Drawn from Immanuers veins ; 
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood) 
Lose all their guilty stains. 

2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 

That fountain in his day ; 
And there may I, though vile as he, 

Wash all my sins away. 
8 Dear, dying Lamb, thy precious blood 

Shall never lose its power 
Till all the ransomed church of God 

Be saved, to sin no more. 
4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream 

Thy flowing wounds supply, 
Redeeming love has been my theme, 

And shall be till I die. 

21 LM. 

1 XT THEN I survey the wondrous cross 

VV On which the Prince of Glory died, 
My richest gain I count but loss, 
And pour contempt on all my pride. 

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast. 

Save in the cross of Christ, my God ; 
All the vain things that charm me most, 
I sacrifice them to his blood. 

8 See, from his head, his hands, his feet. 
Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
Did o'er such love and sorrow meet, 
Or thorns compose so rich a orowa? 
2 * 

By per. 



18 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
That were an offering for too small ; 
Love so amazing, so divine, 

Demands my soul, my life, my all. 

22 c. M 

1 /^ FOR a thousand tongues, to sing 
V^ My great Redeemer's praise, 
The glories of my God and King, 

The triumplis of liis grace. 

2 Jesus, the name tliat charms our fears, 

That hids our sorrows cease, — 
'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
*Tis life, and health, and peace. 

3 He breaks the power of canceled sin, 

He sets the prisoner free ; 
His blood can make the foulest clean; 
His blood availed for me. 

4 Look unto him, ye nations ; own 

Your God, ye fallen race ; 
Look, and be saved through faith alone, 
Be justified by grace. 

23 8s&tys 

1 /^ BLESSED Jesus, Lamb of God, 

V^ Who hast redeemed us with thy blood 

From sin, and death and shame. 
With joy and praise we now would see 
The crown of glory won by thee, 
And *' worthy " thee proclaim, 
1 Exalted by thy Father's love, 

All thrones, and powers, and names abore, 
At his right hand in heaven ; 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 19 

Wisdom and riches, power divine, 
Blessing and honor, Lord, are thine; 
All things to thee are given. 

S Our glorious Head, thou sittest there, 
And we shall soon thy glory share; 

Thy fullness, Lord, is ours : 
Our life thou art ; thy grace sustains ; 
Thy strength to us the victory gains 

O'er sin and Satan's powers. 

i Increase our faith, to thee we cry ; 
Teach us each day with thee to die, 

Each day by faith to live ; 
To glory, Lord, in thee alone. 
And know thy fullness all our own, 

And grace for grace receive. 

5 Soon shall the day of glory come, 
And we shall reach the Father's home, 

And all thy beauty see ; 
Our highest joy to see thee shine, 
To hear thee own us, Lord, as thine, 

And ever dwell with thee. 

24: ^ c. M, 

1 OTILL on the Lord thy burden roll, 
O Nor let a care remain ; 

His mighty arm shall bear thy soul. 
And all thy griefs sustain. 

2 Ne'er will the Lord his aid deny 

To those who trust his love ; 

And they who on his grace rely, 

Shall sing his praise above. 

By per. 



20 FAITH HYMNS. 

25 8b <fe 6ik 

1 TUST as I am, without one plea, 

J But that thy blood was shed for me, 
And that thou bid'st me come to thee, 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

2 Just as I am, and waiting not 
To rid my soul of one dark blot, 

To thee whose blood can cleanse each spoty 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

8 Just as I am, though tossed about 
With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
Fightings and fears within, without, 
Lamb of God, I come I 

4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; 
Sight, riches, healing of the mind. 
Yea, all I need, in thee to find, 

O Lamb of God, I come I 

5 Just as I am, thou wilt receive. 

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relierey 
Because thy promise I believe ; 
O Lamb of God, I come ! 

6 Just as I am, thy love unknown 
Has broken every barrier down ; 
Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, 

O Lamb of God, I come I 

7 Just as I am, of that free love 

The breadth, length, depth, and height to 
Here fbr a season, then above, [prove, 

O Lamb of God, I come. 

By per. 



FAITH HYICKB. 21 

26 8s & 7s. 

1 TESUS, I my cross have taken, 
J All to leave and follow thee ; 
By the world despised, forsaken, 

Thou from hence my all shalt be : 
I have called thee, *' Abba, Father," 

I have set my hope on thee ; 
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather. 

All must work for good to me 1 

2 Man may trouble and distress me, 

'Twill but drive me to thy breast ; 
Life with trials hard may press me. 

Heaven will give me sweeter rest. 
O, 'tis not in grief to harm me, 

While thy love is left to me ; 
0, 'twere not in joy to charm me. 

Were that joy unmixed with thee. 

3 Soul, then know thy full salvation ; 

Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; 
Joy to find, in every station, 

Something still to do or bear. 
Think what spirit dwells within thee. 

Think what Father's smiles are thine, 
Think that Jesus died to win thee, — 

Child of heaven, canst thou repine ? 

4 Haste thee on from grace to glory. 

Armed by faith and winged by prayer ; 
Heaven's eternal day before thee, 

God's own hand shall guide thee there. 
Soon shall close thine earthly mission. 

Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; 
Hope shall change to full fruition. 

Faith to sight, and prayer to prakt. 
By per» 



22 FAITH HTUNS. 

27 C. M. 

1 /^"^OME, let us join our cheerful songs 
V^/ With angels round the throne ; 
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 

But all their joys are one. 

2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 

To be exalted thus : 
Worthy the lamb, our lips reply, 
For he was slain for us. 

3 Jesus is worthy to receive 

Honor and power divine ; 
And blessings more than we can give, 
Be, Lord, for ever thine. 

28 L.M. 

1 O WEET hour of prayer, sweet hour of 
O prayer, 

That calls me from a world of care, 
And bids me at my Father's throne 
Make all my wants and wishes known : 
In seasons of distress and grief 
My soul has often found relief, 
And oft escaped the tempter's snare 
By thy return, sweet hour of prayer. 

2 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
Thy wings shall my petition bear 

To Him whose truth and faithfulness 
Engage the waiting soul to bless ; 
And since he bids me seek his face, 
Believe his word and trust his grace, 
I'll cast on him my every care. 
And wait for thee, sweet hour of pray«r« 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 21 

8 Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, 
May I thy consolation share, 
Till, from Mount Pisgah's lofty height, 
I view my home, and take my flight : 
This robe of flesh I'll drop, and rise 
To seize the everlasting prize ; 
And shout, while passing through tlie air, 
*' Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer.* 

29 c. M. 

1 A LAS, and did my Saviour bleed, 
l\. And did my Sovereign die? 
Did he devote that sacred head 

For such a worm as I ? 

2 Thus might I hide my blushing face 

While his dear cross appears, 
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
And melt my eyes to tears. 

3 But floods of grief can ne'er repay 

The debt of love I owe : 
Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
'Tis all that I can do. 

80 s. M. 

1 npHE Spirit, in our hearts, 

X Is whispering. Sinner, come; 
The bride, the church of Christ, proclainafi 
To all his children. Come. 

2 Let him that heareth say 

To all about him, Come! 
Let him that thirsts for righteousn*,a8, 
To Christ, the fountain, come. 

By per. 



24 FAITH HYMNS, 

3 Yes, whosoever will, 

O, let him freely come, 
And freely drink the stream of life ; 
'Tie Jesus bids him come. 

4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, 

Declares, *' I quickly come : " 
Lord, even so ; I wait thy hour ; 
Jesus, my Saviour, come. 

Bi c. M. 

1 TT THAT glory gilds the sacred page I 

VV Majestic like the sun, 

It gives a light to every age; 

It gives, but borrows none. 

2 The power that gave it still supplies 

The gracious light and heat; 
Its truths upon the nations rise : 
They rise, but never set. 

3 Lord, everlasting thanks be thine 

For such a bright display. 
As makes a world of darkness shine 
With beams of heavenly day. 

4 Our souls rejoicingly pursue 

The steps of him we love. 

Till glory break upon our view 

In brighter worlds above. 

32 CM. 

1 IV yTUST J9SU8 bear the cross alone, 
IVX And all the world go free? 
No, there's a cross for every one, 
And there's a cross for me. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 86 

9 How happy are the saints above. 
Who once went sorrowing here; 
But now they taste unmingled love, 
And joy without a tear. 
8 The consecrated cross I'll bear, 
Till death shall set me free, 
And then go home my crown to wear, 
For there's a crown for me. 

33 L. M. 

1 TF, Lord, I have acceptance found 
X With thee, or favor in thy sight, 
Still with thy grace and truth surround, 

And arm me with thy Spirit's might. 

2 Still hold my soul in second life. 

And suffer not my feet to slide ; 
Support me in the glorious strife. 

And comfort me on every side. 
8 O, give me faith, and faith's increase ; 

Finish the work begun in me ; 
Preserve my soul in perfect peace. 

And let me always rest on thee. 

34- 8s ifc 6s. 

1 /^ THOU who hear'st the prayer of faith, 
V-/ Wilt thou not save a soul from death, 

That casts itself on thee ? 
I have no refuge of my own, 
But fly to what my Lord hath done, 
And suffered once for me. 
S Slain in the guilty sinner's stea-d, 
Thy epotless righteousness I plead, 
And thine availing blood : 

Q By per. 



I FAITH HYMNS. 

Thy merit, Lord, my robe shall be, 
Thy merit shall atone for me, 
And bring me near to God. 

3 Then snatch me from the second death, 
The spirit of adoption breathe, 

His consolation send : 
By him some word of life impart, 
And sweetly whisper to my heart, 

** I, Jesus, am thy Friend." 



85 



S. M. 



1 A ND can I yet delay 
l\ My little all to give ? 

To tear my soul from earth away 
For Jesus to receive ? 

2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ; 

I can hold out no more : 
I sink, by dying love compelled, 
And own thee Conqueror. 

3 Though ls/,e, I all forsake ; 

My frie ids, my all, resign; 
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, 
Ands«^il me ever thine. 

4 Come, /nd possess me whole, 

Nor hence again remove; 
Settlr f.nd fix my wavering soul 
Wi^li all thy weight of love. 

5 My one desire be this, — 

7'hy only love to know ; 
To seek aad taste no other bliss, — 
No otheaf good below. 



FAITH HYMNS. 27 

6 My life, my portion thou ; 
Thou all-sufficient art : 
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now 
Enter, and keep my heart. 

36 8s&7s. 

1 T OVE divine, all love excelling, 

i-y Joy of heaven to earth come down ; 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; 

All thy faithful mercies crown. 
Jesus, thou art all compassion ; 

Pure, unbounded love thou art; 
Visit us with thy salvation ; 

Enter every trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, breathe thy loving spirit 

Into every troubled breast; 
Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find that second rest. 
Take away our bent to sinning ; 

Alpha and Omega be ; 
End of faith as its beginning ; 

Set our hearts at liberty. 

8 Come, almighty to deliver. 

Let us all thy life receive ; 
Suddenly return, and never, 

Never more thy temples leave ; 
Thee we would be always blessing, 

Serve thee as thy hosts above, 
Pray and praise thee without ceasing, 

Glory in thy perfect love. 
4 Finish, then, thy new creation ; 

Pure and spotless iet us be; 

By per. 



28 FAITH HYMNS. 

Let us see thy great salvation 

Perfectly restored in thee : 
Changed from glory into glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place, — 
Till we cast our crowns before thee, 

Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 

37 7fc 

1 TDRINCE of Peace, control my will ; 
XT Bid this struggling heart be still ; 
Bid my fears and doubtings cease ; 
Hush my spirit into peace. 

2 Thou hast bought me with thy blood ; 
Opened wide the gate to God : 
Peace I ask — but peace must be. 
Lord, in being one with thee. 

3 May thy will, not mine be done ; 
May thy will and mine be one ; 
Chase these doubtings from my heart ; 
Now thy perfect peace impart. 

4 Saviour, at thy feet Ifall ; 
Thou my life, my God, my all ! 
Let thy happy servant be 
One, for evermore, with thee. 

38 P.M. 

1 "T^IS religion that can give, 

X In the light, in the light, 
Sweetest pleasure while we live, 

In the light of God. 
•Tis religion must supply, 

In the light, in the light, 

By per. 



PATTH HTlfKS. 29 

Solid comfort when we die, 
In the light of God. 

CHORUS. 

Let us walk in the light, 

Walk in the light ; 
Let us walk in the light. 
In the light of God. 
S After death its joys shall be, 
In the light, in the light, 
Lasting as eternity. 

In the light of God. 
Be the living God my friend, 

In the light, in the light : 
Then my bliss shall never end, 
In the light of God. 

Chobus. — Let us walk, &e. 

39 L. M. 

1 T THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
X To wash me in thy cleansing blood. 
To dwell within thy wounds, then pain 
la sweet, and life or death is gain. 

9 Take my poor heart, and let it be 
For ever closed to all but thee : 
Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
That pledge of love for ever there. 

S How blest are they who still abide, 
Close sheltered in thy bleeding side ! 
Who thence their life and strength deriye. 
And by thee move and in thee Uve. 

i What are our works but sin and death. 
Till thou thy q^iickening Spirit breatiie? 
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so FAITH HYMNS. 

Thou giv'st the power thy grace to more : 
O, wondrous grace I 0, boundless love I 
6 How can it be, thou heavenly King, 
That thou shouldst us to glory bring ; 
Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
Decked with a never-fading crown? 

40 c. M 

1 TESTIS, thine all-victorious love, 
J Shed in my heart abroad ; 
Then shall my feet no longer rove, 

Rooted and fixed in God. 

2 O, that in me the sacred fire 

Might now begin to glow; 
Burn up the dross of base desire, 
And make the mountains flow. 

3 0, that it now from heaven might fall, 

And all my sins consume : 
Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call; 
Spirit of burning, come ! 

4 Refining fire, go through my heart, 

Illuminate my soul ; 
Scatter thy life through every part, 
And sanctify the whole; 

41 CM. 

1 TnpOR ever here my rest shall be, 
r Close to thy bleeding side ; 
This all my hope and all my plea — 

For nae tlie Saviour died. 

2 My dying Saviour and my God, 

Fountain for guilt and sin. 

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FAITH HTMNS. 31 

Sprinkle me ever with thy blood, 
And cleanse and keep me clean. 

3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own; 

Wash me, and mine thou art ; 

Wash me, but not my feet alone — 

My hands, my head, my heart. 

4 The atonement of thy blood apply, 

Till faith to sight improve ; 
Till hope in full fruition die, 
And all my soul be love. 

42 CM. 

1 T3EH0LD, I come with joy to do 
xD The Master's blessed will, 
My Lord in outward works pursue. 

And serve his pleasure still. 
Thus faithful to my Lord's commands, 

I choose the better part, 
And serve with careful Martha's hands, 

But loving Mary's heart. 

2 Though careful, without care I am, 

Nor feel my happy toil ; 
Preserved in peace by Jesus' name, 

Supported by his smile : 
Kejoicing tlms my faith to show, 

His service my reward. 
While every work I do below, 

I do it to the Lord. 
8 0, that the world the art might know 

Of living thus to thee, 
And find their heaven begun below, 

And here thy glory see ; 

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82 FAITH HYMNS. 

Walking in all the works prepared 

To exercise their grace, 
They gain at last their full reward. 

And see thy glorious face. 

43 LM. 

1 \Tl 7E have no outward righteousness, 

VV No merits or good works to plead; 
We only can be saved by grace ; 
Thy grace, O Lord, is free indeed. 

2 Save us by grace, through faith alone, — 

A faith thou must thyself impart ; 

A faith that would by works be shown ; 

A faith that purifies the heart ; — 

3 A faith that doth the mountains move ; 

A faith that shows our sins forgiven ; 
A faith that sweetly works by love, 
And ascertains our claim to heaven. 

4 This is the faith we humbly seek, 

The faith in thy all-cleansing blood — 
That faith which doth for sinners speak ; 
O, let it speak us up to God ! 

4,4= CM. 

1 /^ FOR a faith that will not shrink, 
v^ Though pressed by every foe ; 
That will not tremble on the brink 

Of any earthly woe ; — 

2 That will not murmur or complain 

Beneath the chastening rod, 

But m the hour of grief or pain 

Will lean upon its God ; — 

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3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
When tempests rage without ; 
That when in danger knows no fear, 
In darkness feels no doubt; — 
i That bears unmoved the world's dread frown, 
Nor heeds its scornful smile ; 
That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
Or Satan's arts beguile ; — 
6 A faith that keeps the narrow way- 
Till life's last hour is fled. 
And with a pure and heavenly ray 
Illumes a dying bed. 
6 Lord, give us such a faith as this. 
And then, whate'er may come, 
We'll taste e'en here the hallowed bliss 
Of an eternal home. 

45 S. M. 

1 QOLDIERS of Christ, arise, 
- ^3 And put your armor on. 

Strong in the strength which God supplies 
Through his eternal Son ; — 

2 Strong in the Lord of Hosts, 

And in his mighty power : 
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
Is more than conqueror. 

3 Stand, then, in his great might. 

With all his strength endued ; 
But take, to arm you for the fight, 
The panoply of God; — 

4 That, having all things done. 

And all your conflicts passed, 



34 FAITH HYMNS. 

Ve may o'ercome through Christ alone, 
And stand entire at last. 

46 c. M. 

1 T^ATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss 
X^ Thy sovereign will denies, 
Accepted at thy throne of grace, 

Let this petition rise : — 

2 '* Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 

From every murmur free ; 
The blessings of thy grace impart, 
And let me live to thee. 

3 ** Let the sweet hope that I am thine 

My life and death attend, 
Thy presence through my journey shine, 
And crown my journey's end." 

47 8s & 7a 

1 1\/TY days are gliding swiftly by, 
IVi And I, a i^iigrim stranger, 
Would not detain them as they fly. 

Those hours of toil and danger. 

CHORUS. 

For now we stand on Jordan's strand; 
Our friends are passing over; 
And just before, the shining shore 
We may almost discover. 

2 Our absent King the watchword gave — 

'* Let every lamp be burning ! '* 
We look afjir across the wave, 
{ )ur distant home discerning. 
Chorus. — For now we stand, &c. 

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FAITH HYMNS, 35 

3 Let storms of woe in whirlwinds rise, 
Each cord on earth to sever ; 
There, bright and joyous in the skies, 
There is our liome for ever. 



48 



p. M 



1 TT THITHER, pilgrims, are you going, 

VV Going, each with staff in hand? 
We are going on a journey, 

Going at our King's command. 
Over hills, and plains, and valleys- 
We are going to his palace ; 
We are going to his palace, 
Going to the better land. 

2 Feax ye not the way so lonely. 

You, a little feeble band? 
No, for friends unseen are near us; 

Holy angels round us stand. 
Christ, our Leader, walks beside us ; 
He will guard and he will guide us ; 
He will guard and he will guide us, 

Guide us to that better land. 

3 Tell me, pilgrims, what you hope for 

In that far-off, better land? 
Spotless robes and crowns of glory 

From a Saviour's loving hand. 
We shall drink of life's clear river; 
We shall dwell with God for ever; 
We shall dwell with God for ever 

In that bright, that better land, 

4 Pilgrims, may we travel with you 

To that bright and better land ? 

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J8 FAITH HYMNS^ 

Come and welcome, come and welcome, 
Welcome to our pilgrim band! 

Come, O, come, and do not. leave us; 

Christ is waiting to receive us ; 

Christ is waiting to receive us 
In that bright, that better land. 

49 s. M. 

1 TN every trying hour 
X My soul to Jesus flies ; 
I trust in his almighty power, 
When swelling billows rise. 
^ His comforts bear me up ; 
I trust a faithful God ; 
The sure foundation of my hope '^ 

Is in my Saviour's blood. 
3 Loud hallelujahs sing 

To our Redeemer's name ; 

In joy or sorrow, life or death, 

His love is still the same. 

50 s.Ai 

1 T ORD, I delight in thee, 

I ^ And on thy care depend ; 
To thee in every trouble flee, 
My best, my only Friend. 

2 When nature's streams are dried. 

Thy fullness is the same ; 
With this will I be satisfied, 
And glory in thy name. 

3 Who made my heaven secure 

Will here all good provide : 

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FAITH HYMNS. 87 

While Christ is rich, can I be poor J 

What can I want beside? 
4 I cast my care on thee ; 

I triumph and adore : 
Henceforth my great concern shall be 

To love and please thee more. 

51 7b. 

1 BRETHREN, let us join to bless 
JLJ Christ, the Lord our righteousness ; 
Let our praise to him be given, 

High at God's right hand in heaven. 

2 Son of God. to thee we bow; 
Thou art Lord, and only thou ; 
Thou the Virgin's blessed seed, 
Glory of thy church, and Head. 

3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing ; 
Thee we praise, our Priest and King; 
Worthy is thy name of praise, — 
EuU of glory, full of grace. 

4 Thou hast the glad tidings brought 
Of salvation by thee wrought ; 
Wrought to set thy people free, 
Wrought to bring our souls to thee. 

5 May we follow and adore 

Thee, cur Saviour, more and more; 
Guide and bless us with thy love. 
Till we join thy saints above. 

52 6s & 48. 

1 r~^OME, all ye saints of God, 
V^ Publish through earth abroad, 
Jesus's fame : 

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18 FAITH HYMNS. 

Tell what his love has done ; 
Trust in his name alone; 
Shout to his lofty throne, 
'* Worthy tlie Lamb." 

2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ; 
Dry up your mournfiil tears ; 

Swell the glad theme : 
To Christ, our gracious King, 
Strike each melodious string, 
Join heart and voice to sing, 

^* Worthy the Lamb I " 

3 Hark, how the choirs above, 
Filled with the Saviour's love, 

Dwell on his name I 
There, too, may we be found. 
With light and glory crowned, 
While all the heavens resound, 

*' Worthy the Lamb ! " 

53 



CM, 



1 TTOW happy every child of grace, 
X X Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
This earth, he cries, is not ray place; 

I seek my place in heaven : 
A country far from mortal sight. 

Yet, 0, by faith I see 
The land of rest, the saints' delight. 

The heaven prepared for me. 

2 O, what a blessed hope is ours ! 

Wliile here on earth we stay. 
We more than taste the heavenly powers, 
And antedate that day : 

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FAITH HYMNS. 39 

We feel the resurrection near, 

Our life in Christ concealed, 
And with his glorious presence here 

Our earthen vessels filled. 

3 0, would he more of lieaven bestow I 

And when the vessels break, 
Let our triumphant spirits go 

To grasp the God we seek. 
In rapturous awe on him to gaze, 

Who bought the sight for me, 
And shout and wonder at his grace 

To all eternity. 

54 c. M 

1 /^~^OME, let us join in songs of praise 
\^ To our ascended Priest, 
Whose offering brings us near to God, 

From guilty fear released. 

2 Below, he washed our sins away 

By his atoning blood ; 
Now he appears before the throne, 
And pleads our cause with God. 

3 The names of all his saints he bears, 

Deep graven on his heart ; 
Where, once impressed, the meanest narce 
Shall never lose its part. 

4 Lord, may we ne'er forget this grace, 

Nor blush to ov/n thy name ; 
Still may our hearts hold fast thy word, 
Our lips thy praise proclaim. 

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40 FAITH IITMN8. 

55 c. M. 

1 OTTLL, for thy loving kindness, Lord. 

1 in thy temple wait ; 

1 look to find thee in thy word, 
Or at thy table meet. 

2 Here, in thine own appointed ways, 

I wait to learn ttiy will ; 
Silent I stand before thy face, 
And hear thee say, Be still ! 

3 Be still, and know that I am God ; 

'Tis all I live to know ; 
To feel the virtue of thy blood, 
And spread its praise below. 

4 I wait my vigor to renew. 

Thine image to retrieve. 
The rail of outward things pass through, 
And gasp in thee to live. 

56 C.JVL 

1 T TAPPY the souls to Jesus joined, 
JLJ_ And saved by grace alone ; 
Walking in all his ways, they find 

Their heaven on earth begun. 

2 The church triumphant in thy love, 

Their mighty joys we know ; 
They sing the Lamb in hymns above, 
And we in hymns below. 

3 Thee in thy glorious realm they praise, 

And bow before thy throne ; 
We in the kingdom of thy grace, — 
The kingdoms are but one. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 41 

4 The holy to the holiest leads, 

And thence our spirits rise ; 

For he that in thy statutes treads 

Shall meet thee in the skies. 

57 L' »L 

1 TT'ROM every stormy wind that blows, 
X"^ From every swelling tide of woes, 
There is a calm, a sure retreat : 

'Tis found beneath the. mercy-seat. 

2 There 4s a place where Jesus sheds 
The oil of gladness on our heads ; 

A place than all besides more sweet : 
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 

3 There is a scene where spirits blend, 
Where friend holds fellowship with friend* 
Though sundered far, by faith they meet 
Around one common mercy-scat. 

1 Ail, whither could we flee for aid 
When tempted, desolate, dismayed? 
Or how the hosts of hell defeat. 
Had suffering saints no mercy-seat? 

5 There, there on eagles' wings we soar. 
And sin and sense molest no more ; 

And heaven comes down our souls to greet. 
While glory crowns the mercy-seat. 

58 s. M 

1 T ORD, in the strength of grace, 
I ■> With a glad heart and free, 
Myself, liiy residue of days, 
I consecrate to thee. 

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42 FAITH HYMNS. 

2 Thy ransomed servant, I 

Restore to thee thine own<; 
And from this moment live or die, 
To serve my God alone. 

59 P- M. 

1 /""^OME, sing to me of heaven, 
V>^ When I'm about to die ; 
Sing songs of holy ecstasy, 

To waft my soul on high. 

CHORUS. 

There'll be no sorrow there, 
There'll be no sorrow there ; 
In heaven above, where all is love, 
There'll be no sorrow there. 

2 When cold and sluggish drops 

Roll off my marble brow, 
Break forth in songs of joyfulness; 
Let'heaven begin below. 

Chords. — There'll be no sorrow, &e. 

3 Then to my raptured ear 

Let one sweet song be given; 

Let music charm me last on earth. 

And greet me first in heaven. 

Chorus. — There'll be no sorrow, &c. 

4- When round my senseless clay. 
Assemble those I love, 
Then sing of heaven, delightful heaven. 
My glorious home above. 

Chorus. — There'll be no sorrow, &a 

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FAITH HYMNS. 43 

60 8s, 7s, & 4s. 

1 /"^LORY, glory everlasting, 

vJT Be to Him who bore the cross, 
Who redeemed our souls by tasting 

Death — the death deserved by us : 
Spread his glory, 

Who redeemed his people thus. 

2 His is love ; 'tis love unbounded. 

Without measure, without end ; 
Human thought is here confounded, — 
'Tis too vast to comprehend : 

Praise the Saviour ! 
Magnify the sinner's Friend ! 

3 V/hile we tell the wondrous story 

Of the Saviour's cross and shame, 
Sing we, " Everlasting glory 
Be to God and to the Lamb." 

Saints and angels, 
Give ye glory to his name I 

61 C. M 

1 r~\ JESUS, Jesus, dearest Lord 1 
\^ Forgive me if I say. 

For very love, thy sacred name, 
A thousand times a day. 

2 I love thee so, I know not how 

My transports to* control ; 
Thy love is like a burning fire 
Within my very soul. 

3 For thou to me art all in all ; 

My honor and my wealth ; 

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44 PAITH HYMNS. 

My heart's desire, my body's strength, 

My soul's eternal health. 
4 Burn, burn, O Love, within my licart. 

Burn fiercely night and day, 
Till all the dross of earthly loves 

Is burned, and burned away. 
6 O, light in darkness, joy in grief, 

O, heaven begun on earth ; 
Jesus, my love, my treasure, who 

Can tell what thou art worth ? 

62 c. M. 

1 /^^LORY to God the Father bo, 
V_J Glory to God the Son, 
Glory to God the Holy Ghost, 

Glory to God alone. 

2 My soul doth magnify the Lord; 

My spirit doth rejoice 
In God, my Saviour and my God : 
I hear his joyful voice. 

3 I need not go abroad for jo/ 

Who have a feast at home ; 
My sighs are turned into songs, — 

The Comforter is come. 
4. Eye hath not seen, ear hath not h?ard, 

From fancy 'tis concealed. 
What thou. Lord, hast laid up for thiat. 

And hast to me revealed. 
6 I see thy face, I hear thy voice, 

I taste thy sweetest love ; 
My soul doth leap, so glad with joy, 

To worship thee above. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 45 

63 7I 

1 /^"^REAT the joy when Christians meet; 
VJT Christian fellowship, how sweet I 
When their theme of praise the same, 
They exalt Jehovah's name. 

2 Sing we then eternal love, 
Such as did the Father move ; 
He beheld the world undone, 
Loved the world, and gave his Son. 

3 Sing the Ron's amazing love, 
How he left the realms above, 
Took our nature and our place. 
Lived and died to save our race. 

4- Sing we too the Spirit's love ; 
With our stubborn hearts he strove. 
Chased the mists of sin away. 
Turned our night to glorious day. 

5 Great the joy, the union sweet. 
When the saints in glory meet ; 
Where the theme is still the same. 
Where they praise Jehovah's name. 

64 6S&48. 

1 TI?ADE, fade each earthly joy, 
X^ Jesus is mine ! 
Break every tender tie, 

Jesus is mine ! 
Dark is the wilderness. 
Earth has no resting-place, 
Jesus alone can bless, 

Jesus is mine ! 

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46 FAITU HYMNS. 

* 

2 Tempt not my soul away, 

Jesus is mine ! 
Here would I ever stay, 

Jesus is mine ! 
Perishing tilings of clay, 
Born but for one brief day, " 
Pass from my heart away, 

Jesus is mine I 

3 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 

Jesus is mine 1 
Lost in this dawning light, 

Jesus is mine I 
All that my soul has tried. 
Left but a dismal void ; 
Jesus has satisfied, 

Jesus is mine ! 

4 Farewell, mortality, 

Jesus is mine ' 
Welcome, eternity, 

Jesus is mine ! 
Welcome, O loved and blest. 
Welcome sweet scenes of rest. 
Welcome ray Saviour's breast, 

Jesus is mine ! 

65 . 8s, 7s, & 4a. 

1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
X-v Fill our hearts with joy and peace; 
Let us each, thy lore possessing. 
Triumph in redeeming grace : 

0, refresh us, 
Traveling through tliis wilderness. 

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FAITU HYMNS. 47 

2 Thanks we give, and adoration, 

For thy gospel's joyful sound; 
May the fruits of tliy salvation 

In our hearts and lives ahound ; 
May thy presence 
With us evermore be found. 

3 So, whene'er the signal's given, 

Us from earth to call away, 
Borne on angels' wings to heaven, 

Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 
May we ready 
Rise and reign in endless day. 

66 78. 

1 TESUS, plant and root in me 

%) All the mind that was in thee ; 
Settled peace I then shall lind ; 
Jesus' is a quiet mind. 

2 Anger I no more shall feel, — 
Always even, always still ; 
Meekly on my God reclined; 
Jesus' is a gentle mind. 

'6 I shall suffer and fulfill 

All my Father's gracious will ; 
Be in all alike resigned; 
Jesus' is a patient mind. 

4 When 'tis deeply rooted here, 
Perfect love shall cast out fear; -* 
Fear doth servile spirits bind; 
Jesus' is a noble mind. 

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48 FAITH HYMNB. 

5 I shall nothing know beside 
Jesus, and him crucified; 
Perfectly to him be joined; 
Jesus' is a loving mind. 

6 I shall triumph evermore, 
Gratefully my God adore : 
God so good, so true, so kind; 
Jesus' is a thankful mind. 

7 Lowly, loving, meek and pure, • 
I shall to the end endure ; 

Be no more to sin inclined; 
Jesus' is a constant mind. 

8 I shall fully be restored 
To the image of my Lord, 
Witnessing to all mankind 
Jesus' is a perfect mind. 

67 P. M. 

1 A BEAUTIFUL land by faith I see, 
xjL a land of rest from sorrow free ; 
The home of the ransomed, bright and fair. 
And beautiful angels too are there. 

CHORUS. 

Will you go, will you go, go to that beautiful 

land with me? 
Will you go, will you go, go to that beautiful 

land? 

2 That land is called the City of Light; 
It ne'er has known the shades of night ; 
The glory of God, the light of day, 
Hath driven the darkness far away. 

Chorus. — Will you go, &c. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 49 

8 In vision I see its streets of gold, 
Its gates of pearl too I behold, 
The river of life, the crystal sea, 
The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. 
Chorus. — Will you go, &c. 

4 The ransomed throng arrayed in white, 

In rapture range the plains of light ; 

In one harmonious choir they praise 

Their glorious Saviour's matclilesa grace. 

Chorus. — Will you go, &c. 

68 s. M. 

1 TESTIS, my strength, my hope, 
J On thee I cast my care ; 
With humble confidence look up, 

And know thou hear'st my prayer. 
Give me on thee to wait. 

Till I can all things do ; 
On thee, almighty to (t^reate. 

Almighty to renew. 

2 I want a sober mind, 

A self-renouncing will. 
That tramples down and casts behind 

The baits of pleasing ill ; 
A soul inured to pain, 

To hardship, grief, and loss ; 
Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 

The consecrated cross. 
8 I want a godly fear, 

A quick, discerning eye. 
That looks to thee when sin is near^ 

And &ees the tempter fly : 

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50 FAITH HYMNS. 

A spirit still prepared, 

And armed with jealous care, 

For ever standing on its guard, 
And watching unto prayer. 

69 P-M 

1 IV/TY God, I am thine ; what a comfort 
IVl divine ! 

What a blessing to know that my Jesus is 

mine ! 
In the heavenly Lamb thrice happy I am, 
And my heart doth rejoice at the sound of Ids 

name. 

2 True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound, 
And whoever hath found it hath paradise 

found ; 
My Redeemer to know, to feel his blood flow, 
This is life everlasting, — 'tis heaven below. 

3 Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast; 
That indeed is the fullness, but this is the taste ; 
And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove 
To the heaven of heavens in Jesus's love. 

7'0 c. M. 

1 A/TY God, I know, I feel thee mine, 
1.VX And will not quit my claim, 
Till all I have is lost in thine. 

And all renewed I am. 

2 I hold thee with a trembling hand 

And will not let thee go, 
Till steadfastly by faith I stand 
And all thy goodness know. 

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FAITH HTMNSr 51 

71 C. M. 

1 T WOULD commune with thee, ray God; 
JL E'en to thy seat I come ; 

I leave my joys, I leave my sins, 
And seek in thee ray home. 

2 I stand upon the mount of God, 

With sunlight in my soul ; 
I see the storm in vales beneath, 
I hear the thunders roil. 

3 But I am calm with thee, my God, 

Beneath these glorious skies ; 
And to the height on which I stand 
Nor storms nor clouds can rise. 
i O, this is life ! O, this is joy. 
My God, to find thee so ; 
Thy face to see, thy voice to hear, 
And all thy love to know ! 

72 c. M 

1 TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
XJL In a believer's ear ! 

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
And drives away his fear. 

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 

And calms the troubled breast ; 
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
And to the weary rest. 

3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build, 

My shield and hiding-place. 
My never-failing treasury, filled 
With boundless stores of grace. 

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52 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 Jesus, ray Shepherd, Husband, Friend, 

My Prophet, Priest, and King, 
My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, 
Accept the praise I bring. 

5 Till then I would thy love proclaim 

With every fleeting breath ; 
And may the music of thy name 
Hefresh my soul in death. 

73 78. 

1 T OIN each heart and tongue to bless 

U Christ, our Strength and Righteousness ; 
Highest praise to liim belongs, 
Theme of our suMimest songs. 

2 Object of our choicest love. 
Thee we laud Avith hosts above. 
Thee we hail with joint acclaim, 
Sing the glories of thy name. 

3 O that we thy love may taste ! 
Bless us and we shall be blest; 
All thy goodness may we feel, 
God with us, Immanuel. 

74= s. M 

WANT a heart to pray, — 
To pray, and never cease; 
Never to murmur at thy stay, 
Or wish my sufferings less. 
This blessing above all — 

Always to pray — I want; 
Out of the deep on thee to call, 
And never, never faint. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 53 

2 I want a true regard, 

A single, steady aim. 
Unmoved by threatening or reward, 

To thee and thy great name ; 
A jealous, just concern 

For thine immortal praise; 
A pure desire that all may learn 

And glorify tliy grace. 

3 I rest upon thy word — 

The promise is for me ; 
My succor and salvation. Lord, 

Shall surely come from thee : 
But let me still abide, 

Nor from my hope remove, 
Till thou my patient spirit guide 

Into thy perfect love. 

75 p. M 

1 "IV TY faith looks up to thee, 
iVl Thou Lamb of Calvary, 

Saviour divine. 
Now hear me while I pray, 
Take all my guilt away ; 
O, let me, from this day, 

Be wholly thine. 

2 May thy rich grace impart 
Strength to my fainting heart ; 

My zeal inspire ; 
As thou hast died for me, 
O, may my love for thee 
Pure, warm, and changeless be, 
A living fire. 

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54 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 Wliile life's dark maze I tread, 
And griefs around me spread, 

Be thou my Guide ; 
Bid darkness turn to day, 
Wipe sorrow's tears away, 
Nor let me ever stray 

From thee aside. 

4 When ends life's transient dream, 
When death's cold, sullen stream 

Shall o'er me roll. 
Blest Saviour, then, in love, 
Fear and distress remove ; 
0, bear me safe above, 

A ransomed soul. 

76 S. U 

1 IDLEST be the tie that binds 
D Our hearts in Christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 

Is like to that above. 

2 Before our Father's throne 

We pour our ardent prayers ; 
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 

3 We share our mutual woes ; 

Our mutual burdens bear ; 
And often for eacli other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 

4 When we asunder part. 

It gives us inward pain ; 
But we shall still be joined in heart. 
And hope to meet again. 

By j)er. 



FAITH HYMNS. 65 

6 This glorious hope revives 
Our courage by the way ; 
Wliile each in expectation lives, 
And longs to see the day. 

77 s. it 

1 T ORD, with united hearts 

I V And lips now touched by thee, 
We meet to laud thy holiness, 
Eternal Trinity. 

2 We meet in Jesus* name ; 

We know his blood was shed ; 
We know he stands within the vail, 
As our accepted Head. 

3 His loveliness, and thine. 

Encircle us with light ; 
One with those perfect saints above, 
Who walk with him in white. 

4 Our sins, our stains are gone ; 

Our beauty. Lord, art thou; 
And God, the righteous God, looks down 
On us, as children, now. 

5 Therefore we chant thy praise, 

O blessed God, most high. 
To swell the tide of song that rolls 
Throughout the azure sky ; 

6 ind blend our voices, Lord, 
* With angel choirs above; 

And sweep our harps in tune with those 
Who sing that thou art love. 

T>y per. 



56 FAITH HYMNS. 

78 C. M. 

1 1\ /TY blessed Jesus, thou hast taught 
IVX A grateful heart to sing, 
While sheltering my weary soul 
Beneath thy loving wing. 

3 I praise thee for that look divine 
Which broke my stony heart, 
And bade its sorrows and its fears 
For ever to depart. 

3 I praise thee for that arm of power 

Which round ray feeble frame 
Has ever and anon been thrown, 
And still abides the same. 

4 In adoration I would bow, 

O Lord, before thy throne, 
And yield myself a sacrifice 
To thee, and thee alone. 

5 Lord, I am thine, and thou art mine ; 

0, help me by thy grace 

To glorify thee day by day, 

And then to see thy face. 

79 0. M 

1 "OEING of beings, God of love, 
JD To thee our hearts we raise ; 
Thy all-sustaining power we prove. 

And gladly sing thy praise. 

2 Thine, wholly thine, we want to be ; 

Our sacrifice receive ; 
Made, and preserved, and saved by thee, 
To thee ourselves we give. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 57 

3 Come, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
Shed in our hearts abroad ; 
So shall we ever live and move, 
And be with Christ in God. 

80 P- M. 

1 T? VEKY thing, both great and small, 
JH/ Christ gives me now to do ; 
Jesus lives, and gives me all, 

And more — makes all things new. 
Jesus gives me all, 

All the grace I need; 
Jesus lives, and gives me all, 

Yes, every thing I need. 

2 When our Saviour we receive 

As Prophet, Priest, and King, 
We by faith divinely live. 
And works his tribute bring. 

3 Christ in us doth live and move ; 

We're branches of the vine ; 
Jesus, word of life and love. 
In faith and works combine. 

81 8s & 6s. 

1 A yTY heart is resting, O my God; 
IVX I will give thanks and sing; 
My heart is at the secret source 

Of every precious thing. 
Now the frail vessel thou hast made 

No hand but thine shall fill, 
For the waters of the earth have failed, 
And I am thirsty still. 

By per. 



68 FAITH HYMNS. 

2 I thirst for springs of heavenly life. 

And here all day they rise ; 
I seek the treasure of thy love, 

And close at hand it lies. 
And a " new song " is in my mciitl), 

To long-loved music set ; 
Glory to thee, for all the grace 

I have not tasted yet. 

3 My heart is resting, O my God, 

My heart is in thy care ; 
I hear the voice of joy and health 

liesounding everywhere. 
" Thou art ray portion," saith my soul, 

Ten thousand voices say. 
And the music of tlicir glad Amen 

Will never die away. 

8.2 8s, 7s, & 43. 

1 r^ THOU God of my salvation, 
V_x^ My Redeemer from all sin. 
Moved by thy divine compassion. 

Who hath died my heart to win, 

I will praise thee : 
Where shall I thy praise begin? 

2 Though unseen, I love the Saviour; 

He hath brought salvation near; 
Manifests his pardoning favor ; 
And when Jesus doth appear. 

Soul and body 
Shall his glorious image bear. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 59 

83 6s. 

1 O KST to tlie weary soul 

XX. And aching breast is given; 
Grace makes the wounded whole, 
Love fills our heart with heaven. 

2 For thee, my soul, for thee 

These priceless joys were bought; 
Thine is the mercy free 

That Christ to earth has brought. 

3 Come, with the ransomed train, 

The Saviour's praises sing; 
Rejoice! the Lamb was slain; 
Adore ! he reigns a King. 

4 And soon, before his face, 

We'll praise in liglit above, 

Triumphant through his grace, 

Made perfect by his love. 

84: 8s&7s, 

1 'X/'E who know your sins forgiven, 

Jl And are happy in the Lord„, 
Have you read that gracious promise 

Which is left upon record? — 
I will sprinkle you with water, 

I will cleanse you from all sin. 
Sanctify and make you holy, 

I will dwell and reign witliin. 

2 Though you have much peace and comfort, 

Greater things you yet may find, — 
Freedom from unholy tempers. 
Freedom from the carnal mind. 

By per. 



60 FAITH HYMNS. 

To procure your perfect freedom, 
Jesus suffered, groaned, and died , 

On the cross the healing fountain 
Gushed from his wounded side. 

3 0, ye tender babes in Jesus, 

Hear your heavenly Father's will- 
Claim your portion, plead his promise, 

And he quickly will fulfill. 
Pray, and the refining fire 

Will come streaming from above; 
Now believe and gain the blessing, 

Nothing less than perfect love. 

4 If you have obtained this treasure, 

Search and you shall surely find 
All the Christian marks and graces 

Planted, growing in your mind. 
Perfect faith and perfect patience, 

Perfect lowliness, and then 
Perfect hope and perfect meekness. 

Perfect love for God and men. 

85 c.M 

1 'TpHOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 

A We love to hear of thee ; 
No music's like thy charming namo, 
Nor half so sweet can be. 

2 O, let us ever hoar thy voice 

In mercy to us speak ; 
And in our Priest we will rejoice, 
Thou great Melchisedec. 

3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, 

While in this world we stay ; 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 6 1 

We'll sLig our Jesus' lovely name, 

When all things else decay. 
4 When we appear in yonder cloud, 

With all the ransomed throng. 
Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 

And Christ shall be our song. 

8(3 7a 

1 OONGS of praise the angels sang, 
C5 Heaven with hallelujahs rang. 
When Jehovah's work begun, 
When he spake and it was done. 

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
When the Prince of Peace was born; 
Songs of praise arose when he 
Captive led captivity. 

3 Heaven and earth must pass away, 
Songs of praise shall crown that day ; 
God will make new heavens, new earth, 
Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 

4 And can man alone he dumb 
Till that glorious kingdom come ? 
No ; the church delights to raise 
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 

5 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
Still in songs of praise rejoice; 
Learning here, by faith and love, 
Songs of praise to sing above. 

6 Borne upon their latest breath, 
Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
Then, amidst eternal joy, 

Songs of praise their powers employ. 

By per. 



82 FAITH HYMlyS. 

87 c. M. 

1 T'VE found the pearl of greatest pric^e; 
X My heart doth sing for joy ; 

And sing I must, a Christ I have, — 
0, what a Christ have I ! 

2 My Christ he is the Lord of lords, 

He is the King of kings ; 
He is the Sun of Righteousness, 
With healing in his wings. 

3 Christ is my meat, Christ is my drink, 

My medicine and my health; 
My peace, my strength, my joy, my crown, 
My glory and my wealth. . 

4 Christ is my Father and my Friend, 

My Brother and my Love; 
My Head and Hope, my Counsellor, 
My Advocate above. 

5 My Christ, he is tlie Heaven of heaven ; 

My Christ what shall I call? 
My Christ is first, my Christ is last, 
My Christ is All in All. 

B8 P. M 

1 "DEHOLD, behold the Lamb of God 
JD On the cross ! 

For us he shed his precious blood, 
On the cross. 
0, hear that strange expiring cry — 
" Eli lama sabachthani." 
Draw near and see the Saviour die, 
On the cross. 

By per. 



FATTH HYM^.^S. 63 

2 Come, sinners, see him lifted up, 

On the cross : 
He drinks for you the bitter cup, 

On the cross. 
To heaven he turns his languid eyes ; 
'* 'Ti^finislied! " now the Conqueror cries 
Then bows his sacred head and dies 

On the cross. 

3 And now the mighty deed is done, 

On the cross. 
The battlers fought, the victory's won,^ 

On the cross. 
The rocks do rend, the mountains quake, 
While Jesus doth atonement make, 
While Jesus suffers for our sake. 

On the cross. 

4 Let every mourner rise and cling 

To the cross. 
Let every Christian come and sing. 

Round the cross. 
There let the preacher take his stand, 
And with the Bible in his hand, 
Go preach the doctrine through the land 

Of the cross. 

5 Where'er I go I'Utell the story 

Of the cross ; 
In nothing else my soul shall glory 

Save the cross ; 
Yes, this m.y constant theme shall be. 
Through time and in eternity. 
That Jesus conquered death for me, 

On tlie cross. 

A By per- 



64 FAITH HYMNS. 

89 7s. 

1 QOLDIERS on life's battl«-fiel(l, 
v3 Be ye valiant, bold, and strong; 
In the strife, with cheerful zeal 

Urge the Saviour's cause along. 

CHORUS. 

Onward, onward to glory, 

Yield not to the wily foe ; 
Victory and heaven are before thee, 

Shout your triumph as you go. 

2 Hark, the battle is begun ! 

Rally, Christians, for your King 1 
Forward, till the victory's won, 
T^U the shouts of triumph ring. 

3 Jesus calls us to the field ; 

He will lead us evermore : 
*Neath his banner ne'er to yield, 
Till the mighty conflict's o'er. 

4 Then, in yonder world of light 

We will lay our armor down, 

And, 'mid throngs of angels bright, 

Each receive a starry crown. 

90 c- M. 

1 TT TE travel now in wisdom's ways, 

V V Strangers to doubts and fears ; 
Our day illumed with brightest rays, 
And joyful are our tears. 

2 We follow Jesus in the way ; 

He gives us peace within ; 
We travel in a flowery way. 
Because we're freed from sin. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 65 

3 We have no will or wish to roam, 
Led by allurement strong, 
But onward to our Father's home. 
By grace are borne along. 

• 4 Cleansed by our Saviour from sin's stain, 
In mercy's living flood, 
Restored by grace, we press amain 
And hasten on to God. 

91 c. M. 

1 '"T^O our Redeemer's glorious name 

JL Awake the sacred song ! 
O, may his love — immortal flame ! — 
Tuno every heart and tongue. 

2 His love what mortal thought can reach! 

What mortal tongue display? 
Imagination's utmost stretch 
In wonder dies away. 

3 He took the dying traitor's place, 

And suffered in our stead; 
For us — O, miracle of grace ! — 
For sinful men he bled. 

4 He left his radiant throne on high. 

Left the bright realms of bliss, 
And came on earth to bleed and die ' 
Was ever love like this ? 

5 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 

Our humble thanks to tliee. 
May every heart with rapture say, 
** The Saviour died for me." 



06 FAITH HYMNS. 

6 0, mp.y the sweet and blissful theme 
Fill every heart and tongue, 
Till strangers learn thy glorious name. 
And join the sacred song. 

02 P- ^ 

1 T AM thine own, O Christ — 

X Henceforth entirely thine; 
And life, from this glad hour, 

New life is mine I 

2 No earthly joys shall lure 

My quiet soul from thee; 
This deep delight, so pure. 

Is heaven to me. 

3 My little song of praise 

In sweet content I sing; 
To thee the note I raise. 

My King ! lly King ! 

4 I cannot tell the art 

By which such bliss is given; 
I know thou hast my heart, 

And I — have heaven I 

5 O Peace ! O holy Rest ! 

O balmy breath of love ! 
Heart, divinest, best. 

Thy depth I prove. 

G I ask this gift of thee — 
A life all lily fair, 
4nd fragrant as the gardens be 

Where seraphs ar«. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 67 

93 P.M 

1 /^^ENTLY, my Saviour, let me lean on tliee : 
V-T Tender thou art, yet mighty to defend; 
Nor doubt, nor gloomy fears shall visit me, 

While 'neath thy sheltering wing I bend. 

2 Meekly, my Saviour, when thy chastening 

hand 
Shuts all of earth-love from my hungry heart, 
Meekly and humbly let my spirit stand, 
Emptied of all that thou shalt bid depart. 

3 Eesting, blessed Saviour, on thy will, 

There let me cling, though all the world de- 
ride ; 
Thy smile, thy look of love, more precious still, 
When, all bereft, in tliy embrace I hide. 
i Trusting my Saviour, let me journey on, 
No dazzling, fleeting vision to pursue, 
But follow where the blood-washed saints hava 
gone, — 
A glorious, star-crowned retinue. 
5 Tlien, patient Saviour, when my soul would 
faint. 
Or on this life too heavily would rest, 
Infold me in thine arms of sweet restraint. 
And bind my fluttering si)irit to thy breast. 

04 C. M. 



'A 



LL that 1 was — my sin, my guilt, 
My death — was all my own : 
Ail that I am I owe to thee. 
My gracious God, alone. 

Ey per. 



68 FAITH HYMNS. 

2 The evil of my former state 
Was mine, and only mine ; 
The good in which I now rejoice 
Is thine, and only thine. 

8 The darkness of my former state, 
The bondage, all was mine ; 
The light of life in which I walk. 
The liberty, is thine. 

4 Thy grace first made me feel my •in, 
And taught me to believe ; 
Then, in believing, peace I found. 
And now I live, I live. 

6 All that I am, e'en here on earth. 
All that I hope to be 
'^^hen Jesus comes, and glory dawns, 
I owe it. Lord, to thee. 

95 c.M 

1 A MIND at " perfect peace " with God, 
jljl O, what a word is this ! 

A sinner reconciled through blood ; 
O, this, indeed, is bliss ! 

2 By nature and by practice far — 

How very far ! — from God ; 
Yet now, by grace brought nigh to him, 
Through faith in Jesus' blood. 

3 So nigh, so very nigh to God, 

I cannot nearer be ; 
For, in the person of his Son, 
I am as near as he. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 69 

4 So dear, so very dear to God, 

More dear I cannot be ; 
The love wlierewith he loves the Son, 
Such is his love to me. 

5 Why should I ever careful be, 

Since such a God is mine? 
lie watches o'er me night and day, 
And tells me, *' Mine is thine" 

96 6s & 8s. 

1 A RISE, my soul, arise, 

Jr\. Shake off thy guilty fears ; 

The bleeding Sacrifice 
In my behalf appears ; 
Before the throne my Surety stands, 
My name is written on his hands. 

2 He ever lives above, 

For me to intercede ; 
His all-redeeming love. 

His precious blood to plead; 
His blood atoned for all our race. 
And sprinkles now the throne of graca 

3 The Father hears him pray. 

His dear Anointed One ; 
He cannot turn away 

The presence of his Son : 
His Spirit answers to the blood. 
And tells me I am born of God. 



i My God is reconciled ; 

His pardoning voice I hear \ 



By per. 



TO FAITU HYMNS. 

He owns me for his child ; 
1 can no longer fear. 
With confidence I now draw nigh, 
And " Father, Abba, Father," cry. 

97 8s, 7s, & 48. 

1 '^ I ^ARRY with me, O my Saviour, — 

X All my little store is tliine, 
Poor and scant; but richest treasure 
Cannot purchase love divine. 

Tarry with me, — 
All I have, Christ, is thine ! 

2 Tarry with me. Lone and weary. 

My faint love would feast on thine ; 
Let the blessing of thy presence 
Fill this hungry Jieart of mine. 

Tarry with me, — 
Let the feast of love be mine. 

3 Tarry with me. See, imploring. 

How my soul takes hold on thee ! 
Hear it pleading, gracious Spirit ! 
Dwell for evermore with me. 

Tarry with me, — 
Let me rest my soul in thee. 

4 Tarry with me, blest Redeemer, — 

Never found I friend so dear; 
With thy arms of love infolding, 
What is life or death to fear I 

Tarry with me, — 
Bliss supreme if thou art near. 
6 Tarry with me. Ever near me, 
All my life shall tell of thee ; 

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FAITH HYMNS. 71 

All my songs be songs of praises, 
Hynmings of thy love to me. 

Tarry with me, — 
All my life shall glow with thee. 
C Tarry with me. Dost thou linger? 
Self abandons now my soul. 
Come, thou King, thou lovely Saviour, 
Take possession of the whole. 

Tarry with me, — 
I have crowned thee in my soul ! 

98 S.M 

1 'T^O God, the only wise, 

X Our Saviour and our King, 
Let all the saints below the skies 
Thei? humble praises bring. 

2 'Tis hi' almighty love, 

His ' onduct and his care, 
Preser '^ us safe from sin and death, 
Ana '?very hurtful snare. 

3 He wii* present our souls, 

Unbl >mished and complete, 
Before the glory of his face, 
With loys divinely great. 

4 Then aJ) fbe chosen seed 

Shall VAcex around the throne. 

Shall bifes^ *b9 conduct of his grace, 

And n^bk<^ ^i»s wonders known. 

5 To our I\edr<i*xj?'' God, 

Wisdom an<\ v^wer belong, 
Innnorttvl Ci'own.'* ^f majesty, 
And c\ nlixswiiijr "ong. 



72 FAITH HYMNS. 

99 0- M 

1 'T^HY presence, Lord, the place shall fill; 

JL My heart shall be thy throne ; 
Thy holy, just, and perfect will 
Shall in my flesh be done. 

2 I thank thee for the present grace, 

And now in hope rejoice. 
In confidence to see thy face, 
And always hear thy voice. 

3 I have the things I ask of thee ; 

What more shall I require ? 
That still my soul may restful he. 
And only thee desire. 

4 Thy only will be done, not mine, 

But make me, Lord, thy home ; 
Come as thou wilt, I that resign ; 
But O, my Jesus, come ! 

too y.M. 

1 TTOW tender is thy hand, 

XJL O thou most gracious Lord ! 
Afllictions came at thy command, 
And left us at thy word. 

2 How gentle was the rod 

That chastened us for sin I 
How soon we found a smiling God 
Where deep distress had been ! 

3 A Father's hand we felt, 

A Father's love we knew ; 
Mid tears of penitence we knelt, 
And found hie promise true. 

By per/ 



FAITH HYMNS. 73 

4 Now will we bless the Lord, 
And in his strength confide : 
Jehovah ever be adored ; 
There is no God beside. 

101 8s & 7a 

1 QOMETHING every heart is loving; 
O If not Jesus, none can rest. 
Lord, my heart to thee is given ; 

Take it, for it loves thee best. 

2 Thus 1 cast tlie world behind me; 

Jesus most beloved shall be ; 
Beauteous more tlian all things beauteous, 
He alone is joy to me. 

3 Brig] It with all eternal radiance 

Is the glory of thy face ; 
Thou art loving, sweet, and tender, 
Full of pity, full of grace ! 

4 Keep my heart still faithful to thee, 

That my earthly life may be 
But a shadow to that glory 
Of my hidden life in thee. 

102 P.M. 

1 i^~A HOLY Saviour, Friend unseen, 
V_y Since on thine arm thou bidd*st us lean, 
Help us throughout life's changing scene. 
By faith to cling to thee. 
t What though the world deceitful prove, 
And earthly friends and hopes remove, 
With patient, uncomplaining love, 
Still would we cling to thee. 

o 

By per. 



74 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 Oft when we seem to tread alone 

Some barren waste, with thorns o'ergrown, 
Thy voice of love, in gentlest tone, 
Whispers, " Still cling to me." 

4 Though faith and hope may oft be tried, 
We ask not, need not, aught beside ; 

So safe, so calm, so satisfied, 
The souls that cling to thee. 

5 They fear not Satan nor the grave ; 
They see thee near and strong to save. 
Nor fear to cross e'en Jordan's wave. 

Because they cling to tliee. 

103 0. M 

1 TESUS, how much thy name unfolds 
•J To every opened ear I 

The pardoned sinner's memory holds 
None other name so dear. 

2 Jesus ! it speaks a life of love, 

And sorrows meekly borne ; 
It tells of sympathy above. 
In all that makes us mourn. 

3 It speaks of righteousness complete. 

Of holiness to God ; 
And to our ears no truth so sweet 
As thine atoning blood. 

4 Jesus ! the one who knew no sin, 

Made sin to make us just ! 
Worthy art thou our love to win, 
And worthy all our trust ! 

By iier. 



FAITH HYMNS. 7fi 

5 The mention of tliy name shall bow 
Our hearts to worsliip tliee; 
The chicfest of ten thousand thou, 
The chief of siDaers we. 

104 7a 

1 TESUS. we thy promise claim; 
*J We are gathered in thy name; 
In the midst do thou appear ; 
Manifest thy presence here. 

2 Sanctify us, Lord, and bless; 
Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace ; 
Come and dwell within each heart; 
Light, and life, and joy impart. 

3 Make us all in thee complete, 
Make us all for glory meet ; 
Meet t' appear before thy siglit, 
Partners with the saints in light. 

105 L. M 

1 TESTIS, thy blood and righteousness 
%j My beauty are, my glorious dress; 
'Midst flaming worlds, in these arrayed, 
With joy shall I lift up my head. 

2 Bold shall I stand in tliat great day; 
For who aught to my charge shall lay? 
Fully absolved through these I am, 
From sin and fear, from guilt and shame 

3 This spotless robe the same appears, 
When ruined nature sinks in years ; 
No age can change its glorious hue; 
The robe of Christ is ever new. 

By per. 



76 FAITH HYMXS. 

4 O, let the dead now hear thy voice ; 
Bid, Lord, thy banished ones rejoice; 
Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
Jesus, the Lord our Righteousness. 

106 L. M. 

1 TUST as thou art : how wondrous fair, 
%j Lord Jesus, all thy members are ! 

A- life divine to them is given, 
A long inheritance in heaven. 

2 Just as I was I came to thee, 
An heir of wrath and misery; 
Just as thou art, before the throne, 
I stand in rigliteousness thine own. 

3 Just as thou art : how wondrous free ! 
Loosed by the sorrows of the tree; 
Jesus, the curse, the wrath were thine. 
To give thy saints this life divine. 

4 Just as thou art : nor doubt nor fear 
Can with thy spotlessness appear; 
O timeless love I as thee, I'm seen. 
The '* righteousness of God in him." 

5 Just as thou art : blissful ray. 
That turned my darkness into day I 
That woke me from my death of sin, 
To know my perfectness in him I 

6 Soon amid joys on joys untold,' 
Thou wilt this grace and love unfold, 
Till worlds on worlds adoring see 
The part thy members have in thee. 

By yer. 



FAITH HYMNS. 77 

1'07 s. M. 

1 QTAND up and bless the Lord, 
^ Ye people of his choice ; 

Stand up and bless the Lord your God, 
With heart, and soul, and voice. 

2 Though higli above all praise, 

Above all blessing high, 
Who would not fear his holy name, 
And laud and magnify? 

3 O for the living flame, 

From his own altar brought, 
To touch our lips, our minds inspire. 
And wing to heaven our thougtit I 

4 God is our strength and song, 

And his salvation ours ; 
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed, 
With all our ransomed powers. 

5 Stand up and bless the Lord, 

The Lord your God adore ; 
Stand up and bless his glorious name. 
Henceforth for evermore. 

108 c. M. 

1 T ORD Jesus, are we one with thee? 
1 ^ O height, O depth of love ! 

Once slain for us upon the tree. 
We're one with thee above. 

2 Our sins, our guilt, in love divine. 

Confessed and borne by thee : 
The gall, the curse, the wrath were thine» 
To set thy members free. 
» 

By per. 



78 FAITH HYMNS. 

* 

3 Ascended now, in glory bright, 

Still one with us thou art; 
Nor life nor death, nor depth nor height, 
Thy saints and thee can part. 

4 0, teach us, Lord, to know and own 

This wondrous mystery. 
That thou with us art truly one, 
And we are one with thee. 

5 Soon, soon shall come the glorious daj, 

When seated on thy throne. 
Thou shalt to wondering worlds display 
That thou with us art one. 

109 7s. 

1 /CHRISTIAN brethren, ere we part, 
V^y Every voice and every heart 
Join, and to our Father raise 

One last hymn of grateful praise. 

2 To the Triune God of heaven. 
Love and praise be ever given ; 
Here and by his hosts above, 
Endless praise, adoring lov^. 

no C. M. 

1 TESTIS, the very thought of thee 
%J With sweetness fills my breast ; 
But sweeter far thy face to see. 

And in thy presence rest. 

2 Tongue never spake, ear never heard, 

Never from heart overflowed 
A. dearer name, a sweeter word. 
Than Jesus, Son of God.* 

By per. 



FAITH UYMKS. iV 

8 0, liope of every contrite heart, 
To penitents how kind I 
To those who seek, how good thou art I 
But what to those who find ? 

4 Ah, this no tongue can utter, this 
No mortal page can show ; 
The love of Jesus, what it is, 
None but his loved ones know. 

n Jesus, our only joy be thou. 
As thou our prize wilt be ; 
Jesus, be thou our glory now 
And through eternity. 

6 To praise tlie Father, and the Son, 
And Spirit, all divine, 
The One in Three, and Three in One, 
Let saints and angels join. 

Ill D. C. W 

1 T HEARD the voice of Jesus say, 
X " Come unto me and rest; 

Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 

Thy head upon my breast." 
I came to Jesus as I was. 

Weary, and worn, and sad; 
I found in him a resting-place, 

And he has made me glad. 

2 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

*' Behold, I freely give 
The living water ; tliirsty one, 
Stoop down, and drink, and lire." 

By per. 



80 FAITH HYMNS* 

I came to Jesus, and I drank 

Of that life-giving stream; 
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 

And now I live in him. 

8 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 

" I am this dark world's Light : 
Look unto me, thy morn shall rise. 

And all thy day be bright."* 
1 looked to Jesus, and I found 

In him my Star, my Sun; 
And in that light of life I'll walk, 

Till traveling days are done. 

112 c. M. 

1 TOY to the world, the Lord is come! 
%) Let earth receive her King : 

Let every heart prepare him room, 
And heaven and nature sing. 

2 Joy to the world, the Lord shall reign ! 

Let men their songs employ; 
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and 
plains. 
Repeat the sounding joy. 

3 No more shall sin and sorrow grow, 

Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
He comes to make his blessings flow 
Far as the curse is found. 

4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 

And makes the nations' prove 
The glories of his righteousness, 
And wonders of his love. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 81 

118 C. M. 



'S 



Tis music to our ears ; 
A sovereign balm for every wound, 
A cordial for our fears. 

2 Salvation — thou bleeding Lamb ! 

To thee the praise belongs : 
Salvation shall inspire our hearts, 
And dwell upon our tongues. 

3 Salvation — let the echo fly 

The spacious earth around, 
While all the armies of the sky 
Conspire to raise the sound. 

114 7s&6a 

1 TN heavenly love abiding, 

X No change my heart shall fear; 
And safe is such confiding, 

For nothing changes here. 
Tlie storm may roar without me, 

My heart may low be laid. 
But God is round about me, 

And can I be dismayed? 

2 Wherever he may guide me. 

No want shall turn me back; 
My Shepherd is beside me. 

And nothing can I lack. 
His wisdom evjer waketh. 

His sight is never dim ; 
He knows the way he taketh, 

And I will walk with him. 
6 

By i^er. 



82 FAITH HYMNS. 

Ho 8s&68. 

1 /^ FOR a pencil dipped in light, 
VV In light, dear Lord, from thee, 
To paint in colors clear and bright, 

In tints of purity. 
The perfect peace, the perfect rest, 
Of those who lean on Jesus' breast I 

2 The clouds may deepen, billows swell, 

In grief we seem to sit ; 
But Jesus whispers, *' It is well," 

In loving tones and sweet, 
And clouds disperse, and waves are o'er, 
And dove-like Peace descends once moro. 

3 0, like the minster's painted glass, 

O'itside all dull and dim. 
Men see no beauty as they pass ; 

Eutlo! once stand within. 
And incandescent lustre streams, 
And light from heaven in glory gleams ! 

4 Dear Saviour, all the joy and light 

Our upturned faces see, 
Is lustre, glorious, pure, and bright, 

Keiiected still from thee ! 
Thy comeliness is round us thrown — 
Thy righteousness is all our own ! 

116 ^ ^^ 

1 T3LESSED Jesus, I would be 
X3 Perfectly conformecT to thee : 
AVashed in thine own precious blood, 
\A' holly sanctified to God. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 83 

Thou alone hast power, I know, 
Full salvation to bestow, 
And I trust thy gracious will 
This petition to fulfill. 

2 Blessed Jesus ! even now, 
While before thy cross I bow, 
Let the crimson, cleansing tide, 
Flowing from thy opened side. 
Through my heart its passage take, 
Me a holy temple make. 

Where thy will, and thine alone, 
Shall for ever have its throne. 

3 Blessed Jesus, thou dost hear! 

'* Perfect love casts out all fear; " 
While thy promise I. believe. 
Full salvation I receive. 
O, the bliss, the joy, the peace ! 
I from sin have sweet release. 
Blessed Jesus, unto thee. 
Evermore the praise shall be. 



117 



CM. 



1 "TpiS past, the dark and dreary night; 

X And, Lord, we hail thee now 
Our Morning Star, without a cloud 
Of sadness on thy brow. 

2 The soldier, as he pierced thee, proved 

Man's hatred, Lord, to tliee ; 
While in the blood tliat stained the spear, 
Love, only love, we see. 

By per. 



84 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 Drawn from thy pierced and bleeding side, 

That pure and cleansing flood 
Speaks peace to every heart that knows 
The virtues of thy blood. 

4 Yet 'tis not that we know the joy 

Of canceled sin alone ; 
But, happier far, thy saints are called 
To share thy glorious throne. 

6 So closely are we linked in love, 
So wholly one with thee, 
That all thy bliss and glory then 
Our bright reward shall be. 

118 78 & (««. 



'O 



FOR the robes of whiteness ! 
O for the tearless eyes ! 
O for the glorious brightness 
Of the unclouded skies ! 

2 O for the no more weeping 

Within the land of love ; 

The endless joy of keeping 

The bridal feast above ! 

3 O for the bliss of rising, 

My risen Lord to meet ! 
for the rest of lying, 
For ever at his feet ! 

4 for the hour of seeing 

My Saviour face to face ! 
The hope of ever being 
In that sweet meeting-place I 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 8t> 

5 Jesus, thou King of glory, 

I soon shall dwell with thee ; 
I soon shall sing the story 
Of thy great love to me. 

6 Meanwhile my thoughts shall enter 

E'en now before thy throne, 
That all my love may centre 
On thee, and thee alone. 

119 8s, 7s, & 5«< 

1 TN the Cliristian's home in glory 
A There remains a land of rest, 
Where the Saviour's gone before me, 

To fulfill my soul's request. 
On the other side of Jordan, 

In the sweet fields of Eden, 
Where the tree of life is blooming, 

There is rest for you. 
There is rest for the weary, &c., 

There is rest for you. 

2 He is fitting up my mansion. 

Which eternally shall stand; 
And my stay shall not be transient 
In that holy, happy land. 

3 Death itself shall then be vanquished. 

And its sting shall be withdrawn; 
Shout with gladness, O ye ransomed; 

Hail with joy the happy morn. 
i Sing, O sing, ye heirs of glory; 

Shout your triumplis as ye go ! 
Zion's gates will open to you ; 

You shall find an entrance through. 

H 

By per. 



86 PAiTn nYMNS. 

120 8S&7S. 

1 O WEET the momcrits, rich in hlcssins]^, 
O Which before the cross I spend; 

.ifc, and health, and peace possessing, 
From the sinner's dying Friend. 

2 Here I sit in wonder viewing 

Mercy streaming in liis blood; 
Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
Plead and claim my peace with God. 

3 Truly blessed is the station. 

Low before his cross to rest; 

And to know, in God's salvation, 

How my soul is fully blest. 

4 Here it is I find my heaven, 

While upon tlie Lamb I gaze. 
Love I much? I've much forgiven; 
I'm a miracle of grace. 

5 Love and grief my heart dividing, 

With niy tears iiis feet I'll bathe. 
Constant still, in faitli abiding, 
Life deriving from his death. 

121 s. M. 

HAVE a home above. 
From sin and sorrow free; 
A mansion which Eternal Love 
Designed and formed for me. 
My Father's gracious hand 

Has built this sweet abode ; 

From everlasting it was planned, 

My dwelling-place with God. 

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I 



FAITH HYJOrS, 87 

3 My Saviour's precious blood 

Has made my title sure ; 
He passed through death's dark, raging flood, 
To make my rest secure. 

4 But, more than all, I long 

His glories to behold, 
Whose smile fills all tliat radiant throng 
With ecstpsy untold. 

5 Thy love, most gracious Lord, 

My joy and strength shall be ; 
Till thou shait speak the gladdening word 
That bids me rise to thee. 

G And tlien through endless days. 
Where all thy glories shine. 
In happier, holier strains I'll praise 
The grace that made me thine. 

122 c. M. 

1 A KOUND the throne of God, in heaven, 
■Zjl Thousands of ransomed stand, 
Whose sins are all through Christ forgiven, 

A holy, happy band. 

2 What brought tliem to that world above, 

Tliat heaven so bright and fair, 
Where all is peace, and joy, and love? 
How came these blest ones there ? 

3 Because the Saviour shed Ins blood 

To wash away their sin ; 
Bathed in that pure and precious flood, 
Behold them while and clean! 

By per. 



88 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 On earth they sought the Saviour*s grace ; 
On earth they loved his name ; 
And now they see his blessed face, 
And stand before the Lamb. 

1-23 c.M. 

1 /^^OME, let us join our friends above, 
V^/ Who have obtained the prize ; 
And on the eagle wings of love 

To joys celestial rise. 

2 Let all the saints together sing, 

With those to glory gone ; 
For all the servants of our King 
In heaven and earth are one. 

3 One family we dwell in him, 

One church, above, beneath. 
Though now divided by the stream. 
The narrow stream of death. 

4 One army of the living God, 

To his command we bow ; 
Tart of the hosi have crossed the flood, 
And part are crossing now. 

5 His militant embodied host, 

With wishful loolis we stand, 

And long to see that happy coast, 

And reach the heavenly land. 

r> E'en now by faith we join our hands 
With those that went before. 
And greet the blood-washed holy bands 
On the eternal shore. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 89 

7 Lord Jesus, be our constant guide ; 
And when thy word is given, 
Let death's cold flood its waves divide, 
And land us safe in heaven. 

124 6« 

1 '' I ^HY way, not mine, O Lord, 

JL However dark it be, 
Lead nic by thine own hand, 
Choose out the path for me. 

2 Smooth let it be or rough, 

It will be still the best; 
Winding or straight, it leads 
Right onward to tliy rest. 

3 I dare not choose my lot ; 

I would not, if I might : 
Choose thou for me, my God ; 
So shall I walk aright. 

4 The kingdom that I seek 

Is thine : so let the way 
That leads to it be thine, 
Else I must surely stray 

6 Choose thou for me my friends, 
My sickness or my health ; 
Choose thou my cares for me, 
My poverty or wealth. 

r» Not mine, not mine the choice. 
In things or great or small ; 
Be thou my guide, my strength, 
My wisdom, and my all ! 

* 



90 FAITH HYMNS. 

135 SM. 

1 /^^UK times are in thy hand; 
V>^ O God, we wish them there ; 
Our life, our souls, our all, we leave 

Entirely to thy care. 

2 Our times are in thy hand, 

Whatever they may be. 
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright, 

As best may seem to thee. 
I] Our times are in thy hand ; 

Why should we doubt or fear? 
A Father's hand will never cause 

His child a needless tear. 

4 Our times are in thy hand, 

Jesus, the Crucified; 
The hand our many sins have pierced 
Is now our guard and guide, 

5 Our times are in thy hand ; 

We'll always trust in thee. 
Till we possess the promised land, 
And all thy glory see. 



126 c. M 

1 f~\ TEACH me more of thy blest ways, 
V_y Thou holy Lamb of God ; 

And fix and root me in thy grace, 
As one redeemed by blood. 

2 O, tell me often of thy love. 

Of all thy grief and pain ; 
And let my heart with joy confess, 
From thence coraes all ray gain. 



FAITU HYMNS. 91 

1.27 s- M. 

1 npHE baitle is the Lord's ; 

X Then sing and praise his name ; 
Join with the hosts of old, and praise, 
For God is still the same. 

2 The battle is the Lord's ; 

The spoil belongs to him ; 
So long as he his grace affords, 
We must go on and win. 

3 The battle is the Lord's ; 

The land before us lies ; 
For faith can realize her store, 
Before she grasps the prize. 

4 The battle is the Lord's ; 

llis is the spoil and prey ; 
Shout ; for his hand is lifted up, 
And we shall win the day. 

128 7a 

1 TESUS, spotless Lamb of God, 

%J Thou hast bought us with thy blood; 
We would value naught beside 
Jesus — Jesus crucified. 

2 We are thine, and thine alone; 
This we gladly, fully own ; 
And, in all our works and ways, 
Only now would seek thy praise. 

3 Help us to confess thy name, 
Bear with joy thy cross and shame; 
Only seek to follow thee, 
Though reproach our portion be. 

By per. 



92 FAITH HTMK8. 

129 , 7a 

1 "DLESSED Jesus, heavenly Lamb, 
13 Thine, and only thine, I am. 
Take me, body, spirit, soul ; 

Only thou possess the whole ! 

2 Thou my ** one thing needful " be; 
Let me ever cleave to thee ! 

For I clioose the better part, 
And I give thee all my heart. 

3 Jesus, fix that heart on thee ! 
Every evil let me flee ; 
Notliing seek but things above, 
Happy, happy in thy love. 

4 Fairer than the sons of men, 
Do not let me turn again. 
Leave the fountain-head of bliss, 
Stoop to creature happiness. 

5 All my treasure is above, 
All my riches is thy love ; 
Who thy depth of love can tell. 
Infinite, unsearchable ? 

i30 6« 

1 npHY works, not mine, Christ, 

JL Speak gladness to this heart ; 
They tell me all is done, 
They bid my fear depart. 

2 Thy tears, not mine, Christ, 

Have wept my guilt away. 
And turned this night of mine 
InV;o a blessed day. 

By pei\ 



FAITH HYMNS. 98 

3 Thy cross, not mine, O Christ, 

Has borne the awful load 
Of sins that none in hearen 
Or earth could bear but God. 

4 Thy death, not mine, Christ, 

Has paid the ransom due ; 
Ten thousand deaths like mine 
Would have been all too few. 

5 Thy righteousness, Christ, 

Alone can cover me ; 
No righteousness avails. 
Save that which is of thee. 

G Thy righteousness alone 
Can clothe and beautify : 
I wrap it round my soul ; 
In this I'll live and die. 

131 c. M 

1 TT THAT sacred fountain yonder spriiigd 

VV Up from the throne of God, 
And all our covenant blessings brings? 
'Tis Jesus* precious blood. 

2 What mighty sum paid all my debt, 

When I a bondman stood. 
And hath my soul at freedom set? 
'Tis Jesus' precious blood. 

3 What stream is that which sweeps away 

My sins, just like a flood, 
Nor lets one guilty blemish stay? 
'Tis Jesus' precious blood. 

By per. 



94 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 What voice is tliat which speaks for me 

In heaven's liigh court for good, 
And from the curse hath set me free? 
'lis Jesus' precious blood. " 

5 What theme, my soul, will best employ 

Thy harp before thy God, 
And make all heaven to ring with joy? 
'Tis Jesus' precious blood. 

1 83 88. 

1 TT THEN first, o'erwhelmed with sin and 

VV shame, 

To Jesus' cross I trembling came, 
Burdened with guilt and full of fear ; 
Yet drawn by love, I ventured near, 
And pardon found, and peace with God, 
In Jesus' rich, atoning blood. 

2 ^ly sin is gone, my fear is o'er; 

I shun his presence now no more ; 
He sits upon the throne of grace, 
He bids me boldly seek his face; 
Sprinkled upon the throne of God, 
I see that rich, atoning blood. 

.') ]>efore his face my Priest appears ; 
My Advocate the Father hears : 
TJiat precious blood, before his eyes, 
Both day and night for mercy cries. 
It speaks, it ever speaks to God, 
The voice of that atoning blood. 

i Here I can rest without a fear : 
By this to God I now draw near; 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 95 

By this I triumph over sin, 
For this has made and keeps me clean; 
And when I reach the throne of God, 
I'll praise that rich, atoning blood. 

L33 c. xM 

1 TT THEN Jesus to my rescue came, 

VV And set my spirit free. 
It seemed at first some happy dream 
Of all I longed to see. 

2 My heart with raptures sweet and strange, 

My lips with song, o'erflowed; 

And all around beheld the change, 

And owned the hand of God. 

3 '* The Lord,'* they said, *' hath great things- 

done : " 
** Things," I replied, '* divine; " 
Then perfect, Lord, thy work begun, 
And make me wholly thine. 

184 CM. 

1 TT THEN languor and disease invade 

V V This trembling house of clay, 
'Tis sweet to look beyond our cage, 
And long to i\y away. 

2 Sweet to look inward, and attend 

The whispers of his love ; 
Sweet to look upward, to the place 
Where Jesus pleads above* 

By per. 



96 FAITH HT^TNS. 

3 First to look back, and see my name 

In life's fair book set down; 
Tben to look forward, and behold 
Eternal joys my own ; — 

4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine 

My sins on Jesus laid ; 
Sweet to remember that thy blood 
My debt of suffering paid ; — 

5 Sweet in thy righteousness to stand, 

Which saves from second death; 
Sweet to experience, day by day, 
Thy Spirit's quickening breath. 

6 If such the sweetness of the stream, 

What must the Fountain be, 
Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
Immediately from thee ! 

7 O, may the unction of these truths 

For ever with me stay, 
Till, fiom her sinful cage dismissed, 
My spirit flies away. 

135 8«- 

I \T7HAT mean these thrills? this heavenly 
VV calm? 

This ease that fills my wounded heart. 
As if some hand had poured in balm, 
And healed its every burning smart? 
2 O, hark I I hear sweet accents fall — 
The music of a voice divine : 
" I come in answer to thy call, 

To dwell with thee and make tliee mine.'* 

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FAITH HYMNS. 97 

3 Be still, my heart ! O, can it be 

The voice I long have prayed to hear? 
0, voice divine, now speak to me 
Again in accents sweet and clear ! 

4 Jesus is mine. Again he speaks 

The whisper to my waiting heart, 
*' My promise is to him that seeks : 
LOy J am thine, and mine thou art! " 

136 L.M 

1 TLTOW sweet to leave the world a while, 
JTX And seek the presence of our Lord! 
Dear Saviour, on tliy people smile. 

And come according to thy word. 

2 From busy scenes we now retreat, 

That we may here converse with thee : 
Ah, Lord! behold us at thy feet; 
Let this "the gate of heaven *' be. 

3 Chief of ten thousand, now appear, 

That we by faith may see thy face; 

O, speak, that we thy voice may hear, 

And let thy presence fill this place. 

L37 c. I.I 

1 "T\ /f Y Saviour, thou hast promised rest ; 
IVx O, give it now to mo ; 

Tlie rest of ceasing from myself, "^ 

To find my all in thee. 

2 O Lord, I seek a holy rest, 

A victory over sin ; 
I seek that tho-u alone shouldst reign 
O'^r ail, without, within. 
T 

liy per* 



98 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 In quietness and confidence. 

Saviour, my strength shall be ; 
And ** take me, else I cannot come," 
Is still my cry to thee. 

4 Work in me, Lord, till on my soul 

Eternal light shall break ; 
And in thy likeness perfected, 
I satisfied shall wake. 

1.38 (-'■■ M 

1 nr^HERE is a name I love to hear : 

JL I love to sing its worth ; 

It sounds like music in mine ear, 

The sweetest name on eartli. 

2 It tells me of a Saviour's love. 

Who died to set me free ; 
It tells me of his precious blood, 
The sinner's perfect plea. 

3 It tells me of a Father's smile. 

Beaming upon his child ; 
It cheers me through this ''little while," 
Through desert, waste, and wild. 

4 It bids my trembling soul rejoice, 

And dries each rising tear ; 
It tells me, in a " still small voice," 
To trust, and not to fear. 

5 Jesus, the name I love so well, 

The name I love to hear! 
No saint on earth its worth can tell. 
No heart conceive how dear. 

Bjr per* 



FAITH HYMNS. 



m 



6 This name shall shed its fragrance still 
Along this thorny road, 
Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 
^^ That leads me up to God. 

I And there, with all the blood-bought throng, 
From sin and sorrow free, 
I'll sing the new, eternal song 
Of Jesus' love to me. 

139 7a 

1 13LESSED Jesus, ere we part, 

J3 Speak thy blessing to each heart ; 

Blessed Jesus, Saviour blest, 

Breathe thy peace through every breast. 

2 When this night our eyelids close, 
Let us in thine arms repose ; 
Blessed Jesus, Son of God, 
Wash us in thy precious blood. 

3 Blessed Jesus, Saviour dear, 
Through the diirkness be thou near; 
Blessed Jesus, Light divine. 

Let thy presence round us shine. 

4 By our couch thy station keep. 
Guard from evil while we sleep; 
Blessed Jesus, Saviour bright. 
Guide us safe to realms of light. 

140 c. m; 

1 T OUD, I believe a rest remains 
1 > To all thy people known, 
A re&t where pure enjoyment reigns, 
And thou art loved alone ; — 

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100 PAITH HY2kINS. 

2 A rest where all our souls' desire 

Is fixed on things ahove ; 
Where fear, and sin, and grief expire, 
Cast out by perfect love. 

3 Remove this hardness from my heart, 

This unbelief remove ; 
To me the rest of faith impart, 
The Sabbath of thy love. 

4r Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
And seal me thine abode : 
Let all I am in thee be lost ; 
Let all be lost in God. 

141 L.M. 

1 /^"^OMMAND thy blessing from above, 
^y O God, on all assembled here ; 
Behold us with a Father's love, 

While we look up with filial fear. 

2 Command thy blessing in this hour, 

Spirit of truth, and fill this place 
With humbling and exalting power, 

With quickening and confirming grace. 

3 Command thy blessing, Jesus, Lord ; 

May we thy true disciples.be ; 
Speak to each heart the mighty word, 
Say to the weakest, "Follow me." 

4 With thee and thine for ever found, 

May all, who here in prayer unite. 
With harps and songs thy throne surround, 
Rest in thy love, and reign in light. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 101 

142 L. M. 

1 T TE clothes thy soul in spotless dress, 
Xl In bridal raiment white and clean — 
The Spirit's bridal robe of peace, 

Sign of the inward grace unseen. 

2 The love that sweeps thy spirit o'er, 

Effacing every stain of sin. 
Flows through thy spirit evermore, 
A well of heavenly life within. 

3 And when the age its circuit ends, 

And the great marriage-day is there, 
And from the heavens a bri<le descends, 

Thou, clothed in white, the bliss shalt share. 

143 "^ 7b. 

1 T ORD, a happy child of thine, 

1 ^ Patient through the love of thee, 
In the light, the life divine. 
Lives and walks at liberty. 

2 Leaning on thy tender care. 

Thou hast led my soul aright; 
Fervent was my morning prayer; 
Joyful is my song to-night. 

3 O ray Saviour, guardian true. 

All my life is thine to keep ; 
At thy feet my work I do ; 
In thy arms I fall asleep. 
k Source of all that comforts me, 
Well of joy for wliich I long, 
Let the song I sing to thee 
Be an everlasting song. 
* 

By per. 



102 



FAITH HYMNS. 



144 L M. 

1 'T^ilOU sweet beloved will of God ! 

X My anchor ground, my fortress hill; 
My spirit's silent fair abode; 
In Thee I hide me, and am still. 

2 O Will, that wiliest good alone, 

Lead Thou the way ; Thou gaidest best ; 
A little child, I follow on,— 

And, trusting, lean upon Thy breast. 

3 Thy beautiful, sweet will, my God, 

Holds fast m its sublime embrace 
My captive will, a gladsome bird. 
Prisoned in such a realm of grace. 

4 Thy wonderful, grand will, my God ! 

With triumph now I make it mine ; 
And faith shall cry a joyous '• Yes ! " 
To every dear command of Thine. 

145 S. M. 

1 T ESUS, I live to Thee, 

I Thou loveliest and best; 
•^ My life in Thee, Thy liie in me — 
In Thy blest love I rest. 

2 Jesus, I die to Thee, 

W^heuever death shall come; 
To die to Thee is life to me, 
In my eternal home. 

3 Whether to live or die, 

I know not which is best; 
To live to Thee is bliss to me, 
To die is endless rest. 

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FAITH HYMXS. 



103 



146 s. M. 

1 1, 1 7 E praise Thee, O God, for the Son of 

V V Thy Love, 

For Jesus who died, and is now gone 

above. 
Hallelujah I Thine the glory! Hallelujah! 

Amen ! 
Hallelujah! Thine the glory! revive us 

again. 

2 We praise Thee, O God, for Thy spirit ol 

light, 
Who has shown us our Saviour, and scat- 
tered our night. 

3 All glory and praise to the Lamb that was 

slain, 
Who has borne all our sins, and has 
cleansed every stain. 

4 All glory and praise to the God of all 

grace. 
Who has bought us, and sought us, and 
guided our ways. 

5 Revive us again, fill each heart with Thy 

love : 
May each soul be rekindled with fire from 
above. 

147 

1 f~\^^i iio"^ I see tie crimson wave, 
\Jf The fountain deep and wide; 
Jesus, my Lord, mighty to save, 
Points to His wounded side. 

Bf per* 



104 



FAITH HYMNS. 



Chorus. — Tlic cleansing stream I see, I seel 
I plunge, ana oh, it cleanseth me ! 
Oh. praise the Lord, it cleanseth me ! 
It cleanseth me, yes, cleanseth me ! 

2 I see the new creation rise, 

I hear the speaking blood ; 
It speaks ! polluted nature dies ! 
Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood. 

3 I rise to walk in heaven's own light, 

Above the world and sin. 
With heart made pure, and garments 
white, 
And Christ entlironed within. 

4 Amazing grace ! 't is heaven below 

To feel the blood applied ; 
And Jesus, only Jesus know, 
My Jesus crucified. 

148 L. M. 

1 /^OME, Holy Ghost, all sacred Fire, 
V^ Come, fill Thy earthly temples now ; 
ijnptied of every base desire, 

Keign Thou within, ar.d only Thou. 

2 Thy Sovereign right. Thy gracious claim, 

To every thought r.ud every power; 
Our lives, — to glorify Thy name, 

We yield Thee in this sacred hour. 
8 Fill every chamber of the soul ; 

Fill nil our thoughts, our passions fill; 
Till under Thy supreme control 

Submissive rests our cheerful will. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 



105 



4 The altar sanctifies the gift ; 

'The blood insures the boon divine : 
My outstretched hands to heaven I lift, 
And claim the Father's promise mine. 

149 S. M. (Dennis.) 

1 /"^ALLED from above I rise, 
V.^ And wasli away my sin ; 

1 ne stream to which my spirit flies 
Can make the foulest clean. 

2 Deep in my soul I feel 

The living waters spring, 
And joy tlie wondrous news to tell, 
And full salvation sing. 

3 O life reviving flood, 

Through all my being flow ! 
Till all I am is lost in God, 

And I but Jesus know. 
• 4 My thirsty spirit craves 

No lesser joy than this. 
To know that Jesus fully saves. 

And I am fully His. 

150 s. M. 

1 'T^HE Holy Ghost is come, 

X We feel His presence here ; 
Our hearts would now no longer roam, 
But bow in lllial fear. 

2 This tenderness of love. 

This hush of solemn power; 
'T is heaven descending fromi above, 
To fill this favored hour. 

Ijy per. 



106 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 Earth's darkness all has fied. 

Heaven's light serenely siiines; 
And ev'ry heart, divinely led, 
To holy thought inclines. 

4 No more let sin deceive, 

Xor earthly cares betray. 
Oh, let ns never, never grieve 
The Comforter away. 

151 

1 T N God I have found a retreat, 
X Where I can securely abide ; 

No refuge nor rest so complete, 
And here may I ever reside I 

Chokus. — Oh, what comfort it brings, 
As my soul sweetly sings : 
I am safe from all danger 
While under His wings. 

2 I dread not the terror by night ; 

No arrow can harm me by day ; 

His shadow has covered me quite, 

My fears He has driven away, 

3 The pestilence walking about. 

When darkness has settled abroad ; 
Can never compel me to doubt 
The presence and power of God. 

4 The wasting destructitm at noon. 

No fearful foreboding can bring; 
With Jesus my soui doth couimune, 
His perfect salvation I sing. 

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FAITH KYxMNS. 



107 



5 A thousand may fall at my side, 

And ten thousand at iny right hand, 
Above me His wings are spread wide, 
Beneath them in safety I stand. 

153 G- M. 

1 IV T OYv^, Lord, I seek a holy rest, 
1^ A victory over sin ! 

I seek that Thou alone shonld'st reign 
O'er all without, within. 

2 In quietness and confidence, 

Saviour, my strength shall be ! 
And " Take me, for I cannot come," 
Is still my cry to Thee. 

3 In Thy strong hand I lay me down, 

So shall the work be done ; 
For v/ho can work so wondrously 
As the Almighty one? 

4 Work on, then, Lord, till on my soul 

Eternal light shall break. 

And in Thy likeness perfected, 

I " satistied " shall wake. 

153 Js'o. 93(G. H.) 

" ORE holiness give me. 
More strivings within: 
More patience in suffering. 

More sorrow for sin ; 
More faith in my Saviour, 
More sense of His care ; 
More joy in His service, 
More purpose in prayer. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 



2 More gratitude give me, 

More trust in the Lord ; 
More pride in Ilis glory, 

More hope in His word, 
More tears for His sorrov/s, 

More pain at His grief; 
More meekness in trial, 

More praise for relief. 

3 More purity give me, 

More strength to o'ercome, 
More freedom from earth-strains, 

More longings for home p 
More fit for the kingdom, 

More used would I be ; 
More blessed and holy, 

More, Saviour, like Thee. 

154z N0.43(G.H.) 

1 T) ENEATH the Cross of Jesus 
Jj I fain would take my stand — 

Ihe shadow of a mighty Kock, 

Within a weary land, 
A home within the wilderness, 

A rest upon the way, 
From the burning of the noontide heat, 

And the burden of the day 

2 safe and happy shelter, 

O refuge tried and sweet, 
O trysting-place where Heaven's love, 

And Heaven's justice meet! 
As to the holy Patriarch 

That wondrous dream w^as given. 
So seems my Saviour's Cross to me, 

A ladder up to heaven. 

By per. 



FALTH HYM^'S. 1^9 

3 I take, O Cross, Thy shadow 

For my abicliug place ; 
I ask no other sunshine 

Than the sunshine of His face ; 
Content to let the ^yorld go by, 

To know no gain nor loss, — 
My sinful self, my only shame, — 

My glory all the Cross. 

155 No. 176 (G- H.2— i6.) 

1 'T^HOU my everlasting portion, 

X More than friend or life to me ; 
All along ray pilgrim journey, 
Saviour, let me walk with Thee. 
Ref. — Close to Thee, close to Thee, 

Close to Thee, close to Thee ; 
All along my pilgrim journe}^ 
Saviour, let me walk with Thee. 

2 Not for ease or worldly pleasure, 

Nor for fam.e my prayer shall be ; 
Gladly will I toil and sufier. 
Only let me walk with Thee. 

3 Lead me thro' the vale of shadows, 

Bear me o'er life's fitful sea; 
Then the gate of life eternal. 
May I enter. Lord, with Thee. 

156 No. 188 (G. H.2— r2.) 

1 npHOU didst leave Thy throne, and Thy 
1 kingly crown 

When Thou camest to earth for me ; 
But in Bethlehem's home there was found 
no room 
For Thy holy nativity. 

By per. 



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FAITH HYMNS. 



Ref. — Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus ! 

There is room in my heart for Thee. 
Oil, come to my heart. Lord Jesus, 
come, 
There is room in my heart for Thee. 

2 Heav'n's arches rang when the angels sang 

Of Thy birth and Thy royal decree ; 
But in lo>yly birth didst Thou come to 
earth, 
And in greatest humility. 

3 Foxes found their rest, and the birds had 

their nest 
In the shade of the cedar tree ; 
But Thy coach was the sod, O Thou Son 

of God, 
In the deserts of Galilee. 



Thou camest, Lord, with Thy living 
word 
That should set Thy people free ; 
But with mxocking and scorn, and with 
crown of thorns, 
Did they bear Thee to Calvary. 

Heaven's arches shall ring and its choirs 
shall sing 
At Thy coming to victory ; 
Thou wilt call me home, saying " 3'et there 
is room," 
There is room at My side for thee. 

By per. 



FAITPI HYMNS. 



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15T No. 84. (G. H. Comb.) 

1 r^ UN ui my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 
^ It is not night if Thou be near; 
Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise, 
To hide Thee I'roin Thy servant's eyes. 

2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
My weary eye-lids gently steep, 

Be my last thought, how sw^eet to rest 
Forever on my Saviour's breast. 

3 If some poor vrandering child of Thine 
Have spurned to-day the voice divine,— 
Now, Lord, the gracious work begin; 
Let him no more lie down in sin. 

4 Watch the sick : enrich the poor 

With blessings from Tby boundless store ; 
Be every mourner's sleep to-nighr, 
Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. 

1d8 No. 17(G. H.,2-27.) 

1 T/^ NOCKING, knocking, who is there? 
jS^ Waiting, waiting, oh, how fair! 

'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly, 

Never such was seen before. 
Ah ! my soul, for such a wonder, 

Wilt thou not undo the door. 

2 Knocking, knocking, still He's there, 

Waitinii, waiting, wondrous fair; 
But the door is hard to open, 

For the weeds and ivj^-vine, 
With their dark and clinging tendrils. 

Ever round the hinges twine. 

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112 



FAITH HYMNS. 



8 Knocking, kuockiug, — what, still there? 

Waiting, waiting, grand and lair; 

Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh, 

And beneath the crowned hair 
Beam the patient eyes so tender, 
Of thy Saviour, waiting there. 
159 Xo.222.(G.H.,3-l.) 

1 TT OLY, holy, holy I Lord God Almighty I 
XJ_ Early in the morning our song shall 

rise to Thee : 
Holy, holy, holy I Merciful and flighty ! 
God* in three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 

2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore 

'Thee,* 
Casting down their golden crowns 
around the glassy sea ; 

Cherubim and JSeraphim falling down be- 
fore Thee, 

TYhich wert and art, and cyermore shalt 
be. 

3 Holy, holy, holy I tho' the darkness hide 

Thee, 
Tho' the eye of sinful man Thy glory may 

not see, 
Only Thou art holy, there is none beside 

Thee 
Perfect in pow'r, in love and purity. 

4 Holy, holy, holy I Lord God Almighty i 
All Thy works shall praise Thy name in 

earth, and sky, and sea. 
Holy, holy, holy I Merciful and Mighty! 
God' in three Persons, blessed Trinity! 

Amen. 

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FAITH HYMXS. 113 

160 No. 191. (G. H.,2-68.) 

1 /~^OME, for the feast is spread ; 
V^ Hark to the call ! 

Coiiic to the living bread, 

Broken for all; 
Come to His house of wine, 
Low on His breast recline. 
All that He has is Thine, 

Come, sinner, come. 

2 Come to tlic throne of grace, 

Boldly draw near; 
He who would win the race 

Must tarry here ; 
What'er thy want may be, 
Here is the grace for thee, 
Jesus thy only plea; 

Come, Christian, come. 

3 Jesus, we come to Thee, ^ 

Oh, take us in! 
Set Thou our spirits free ; 

Cleanse us from sin I 
Then, in yon land of light, 
Clothed ill our robes of white, 
Kesting not day nor night, 

Thee will we siu"-. 



IGX No. 229. (G. ir., 3-8.) 

1 T WILL sing of my Redeemer 
1 And His wondrous love for me 
un the cruel cross He suffered, 
From the curse to set me free. 

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114 



FAITH HYMNS. 



Chorus. — Sing, oh ! sing of my Redeemer; 

With His blood He purchased ine; 
Ou the cross He sealed my pardon, 
Paid the debt and made me free, 
And made me free. 

2 I will tell the wondrous story, 

How my lost estate to save, 
In His boundless love and mercy, 
He the ransom freely gave. 

3 I will praise my dear Redeemer, 

His triumphant power I'll tell. 
How the victory He giveth 
Over sin, and death, and hell. 

4 I will sing of my Redeemer, 

And His heavenly love to me : 
He from death to life hath bro't me, 
^ Son of God. with Him to be. 

162 P. M. 

1 ^T 7HAT joy the belov'd of the Lord. 
V V H i s J o V e is m y the m e and my s o n g ; 
He bids me dwell safely by Him, 
And covers me all the day long. 

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 
He covers me all the day long. 

2. He show'd me the fountain for sin, 
That washes and cleanses the soul, 
Then trusting I cast self within, 

His blood cleans'd and cover'd tlu; v>iiole. 

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 
His blood cleans'd and cover'd the. whole. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 



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I'll trust Him tbo' Satan assails, 
I'll trust Him tho' floods round rae roll, 

I'll trust Plim, yes, praise His dear name, 
The joy of the Lord fills my soul. 

Hallelujah! Hallelujah! 
The joy of the Lord tills my soul. 

163 No. 224 (G. H. 3-3.) 

■ V'E found a Friend ; oh, such a Friend ! 
He loved rae ere 1 knew Him ; 
He drew me with the cords of love. 

And thus He bound me to Him. 
And 'round my heart still closely twine 

Those ties which naii<^ht can sever. 
For I am His and He is mine, 

Forever and forever. 

I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! 

He bled, He died to save me; 
And not alone the gift of life. 

But His own self He gave me ; 
•Naught that I have my own I call, 

I hold it for the Giver; 
My heart, my strength, my life, my fJl, 

Are His, and His forever. 

I've found a Friend; oh, such a Friend! 

So kind, and true, and tender, 
So wise a Counsellor and Guide, 

So mighty a Defender! 
Froni Him, who loves rae now so well. 

What power my soul can sever? 
Shall life or death, or earth or hell? 

No ; I am His forever. 

By per. 



116 FAITH HYMNS. 

]_ 64. No. 267 (G. H. 3-46), 

1 O HE only touched the hem of His gar- 
^ ment 

As to His side she stole, 
Amid the crowd that gather'd around Him, 
And straiglUway she was whole. 

Chorus. — Oh, touch the hem qf His garment 
And thou, too, shalt be free ; 
His saving pow'r this very hour 
Shall give new life to thee. 

2 She came in fear and trembling before 

Him, 
She knew her Lord had come, 
She felt that from Him virtue had healed 
her. 
The mighty deed was done. 

3 He turned with "daughter be of good 

comfort, 
Thy faith hath made thee whole," 
And peace that passeth all understanding 
With gladness iilled her soul. 

1_ 6 5 ^^^- 2^^^ (^' ^- ^-2^)- 

1 'T^EMPTED and tried ! 
X Oh ! the terrible tide 
May be raging and deep, may be wrathful and 
wide ! 
Yet its fury is vain. 
For the Lord shall restrain, 
And forever and ever Jehovah shall reign. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 



117 



Chorus. — Tempted and tried, 

Yet the Lord at thy side, 
Shall guide and keep thee, 
Tho' tempted and tried. 

2 Tempted and tried, 
There is One at Thy side. 

And never in vain shall His children confide ! 

He shall save and defend, 

For He loves to the end. 
Adorable Master and glorious Friend ! 

3 Tempted and tried, 
Whate'er may betide, 

In His secret pavilion His children shall hide. 

'Neath the shadowing wing 

Of eternity's King, 
His children shall trust, and His servants shall 

sing. 

4 Tempted and tried 1 
Yet the Lord will abide. 

Thy faithful Redeemer, thy Keeper and Guide. 

Thy Shield and Thy Sword, 

Thine exceeding Reward, 
Then enough for the servant to be as his Lord. 

][;(36 ^^- 232(G. H., ^-111). 

1 /^ SAFE to the Rock that is higher than I,' 
\_J My soul in its contlicts and sorrows 

would fly ; 
So sinful, so weary, Thine, Thine would 

I be; 
Thou blest *' Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in 

Thee. 

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118 



FAITH HYMNS. 



Kef.— Hiding in Thee, hiding in Thee, 
Thou blest " Rock of Ages," 
I'm hiding in Thee. 

2 In the cpilra of the noontide, in sorrows* 

lone hour, 

In times when temptation cast o'er me its 
power; 

In the tempests of life, on its wide, heav- 
ing sea, 

Thou blest "Rock of Ages," I'm hiding in 
Tiiee. 

3 How oft in the conflict, when press'd b}^ 

the foe, 
I have fled to my Refuge and breathed out 

my woe ; 
How often w^hen trials like sea-billows roll, 
Have I hidden in Thee, Thou Rock of 

mv soul. 

167 ■ 8-7 

1 IV /r AY the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
iVx And the Father's boundless love, 

With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
Rest upon us from above. 

2 Thus may we abide in union. 

With each oiher and the Lord ; 

And possess, in sweet communion, 

Joys which earth cannot afi'ord. 

168 s.M. 

1 T ORD God, the Holy Ghost, 

J ^ In this accepted hour, 

As on the day of Pentecost, 
Descend in all thy poAvor. 

By per. 



FAITH HYMNS. 119 

We meet with one accord 

In our appointed place, 
And wait the promise of our Lord, 

The spirit of all grace. 

Like mighty, rushing wind, 

Upon the waves bcneaUi, 
Move with one impulse every mind; 

One soul, one feeling breathe. 

The young, the old inspire 

With wisdom from above ; 
And give us hearts and tongues of fire 

To pray, and praise, and love. 



1G9 No. 40. (G. H. Comb.) 

1 TT OLY Spirit, faitlifnl guide, 

JTl Ever near the (.Christian's side* 
Gently lead us by the hand, 
Pilgrims in a desert laud ; 
Weary souls for e'er rejoice. 
While they hear that sweetest voice, 
Whisp'ring softly, wanderer come! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home ! 

2 Ever present, truest Friend, 
Ever near Thine aid to lend. 
Leave us not to doubt and fear, 
Groping on in darkness drear, 
When the storms are raging sore. 
Hearts grovv^ faint, and hopes give o'er- 
Whisp'ring softly, v/anderer come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home ! 

By per. 



120 



FAITH HYMNS. 



3 When our days of toil shall cease, 
Waiting still for sweet release, 
Nothing left but heaven and prayer, 
Wond'ring if our names are there, 
Wading deep the dismal flood. 
Pleading nought but Jesus' blood ; 
AVhisp'ring softly, wanderer come ! 
Follow me, I'll guide thee home ! 

ITO ^^' 100 (G. H. Comb.). 

1 1\ /r Y heart, that was heavy and sad. 
iVl Was made to rejoice and be ghid, 
And peace without measure I had, 
When the Comforter came. 
Ref. — Peace, sweet peace. 

Peace when the Comforter came ! 
My heart that was heavy and sad, 
AVas made to rejoice and be glad, 
And peace without measure I had, 
When the Comforter came, 
3 To sin and to evil inclined, 

With darkness pervading my mind. 
No rest I could anywhere And 
Till the Comforter came. 
3 The voice of thanksgiving I raised, 
The Lord, my Redeemer, I praised; 
I was at His mercy amazed, 
When the Comforter came. 

171 (G.H.3-G1), 

' IXG them over again to me, 
Wonderful words of Life. 
Let me more of their beautj^ see, 
Wonderful words of Life. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 121 

AYords of life and beaut}-, 
Teach ine faith and dutj' ; 
; Beautiful words, wonderful words. 
Wonderful words of Life. : || 

Christ, the blessed one, gives to all, 

Wonderful words of Life, 
Sinner, list to the loving call, 

Wonderful words of Life. 
All so freely given, 

Wooing us to heaven. 
Beauciful words, wonderful words, 

Wonderful words of Life. : || 

Sweetly echo the gospel call, 

Wonderful words of Life; 
Offer pardon and peace to all. 

Wonderful words of Life. 
Jesus, only Saviour, 

Sanctify forever. 
Beautiful words, wonderful words, 

Wonderful words of Lif . : 1| 

Words that come from the heart of God, 

Wonderful words of Life ; 
Words that speak of the cleansing blood, 

Wonderful words of Life. 
Words of Life and glory, 

fell the wondrous story; 
Beautiful words, w^onderful Words, 

Wonderful vrords of Life. : || 

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122 



FAITH HYMNS. 



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Mj' blessed, blessed Master? 

"V\'hen heart and flesh are lail - ing. 

A\nio cast their crowns before Him. 



FAITH HYMNS. 123 

I will sing for Jesus, concluded. 

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4 In the promises I trust; 

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5 Jesus conies ! He fills my soul ! 

Perfected in love I am : 
I am cvei-y whit made whole; 
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Victor palms in every hand. 

Thro' their great Redeemer's might. 

More than conquerors they stand. 

4 Joy and gladness banish sighs; 

Perfect love dispels all fears ; 
And forever from their eyes 
God shall ^Yipe away their tean. 

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131 



178 ^ I Love to tell the story. 

Music by Wm. G. Fischer. 




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To the life He wills for me ; 
This poor world can't fill the aching 

Of my heart, or set it free. 
O what anxious hitter sorrow 

Does the world give with its strife; 
But with Jesus, O what glory I 

Ending in eternal life. 

3 Jesus calls me ; I am going 

To the washing of His hlood, 
Healing now, and purifj^ing 

All who test the crimson flood; 
Flesh may cry, not now, to-morrow, 

Idols rise with wonted power; 
Jesus, help me, come and help me I 

Jesus, take me hour by hour. 

4 Jesus calls me ; I am going ; — 

O that all would test with me, 
All the power of Christ's Salvation^ 

For the fountain's full and free. 
Test the grace so fi-eelv offered. 

Know the worth of Christ within; 
Jilse and share the bliss transcendent. 

Freedom from the power of sin. 

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18 O Clinging to the Cross. 

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2. O the joy of knowing Je - sus, It is dawn- 

3. O refine me by Thy spir - it, Make my earth- 




because of sin; As I am in conscious weakness, 
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181 All for Jesus. 

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To Jesus all I give, &c. 

5 He comes I He comes 1 He comes I 

My Faith claims- Jesus mine; 
I do believe— I now believe— 
Lord cleanse and seal me Thine. 
He comes I He comes I &o. 

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182 0, sing of His mighty Love. 



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3 O, bliss of the purified ! bliss of the pure I 

No wound hath the soul that His blood cannot 

cure ; 
No sorrow-bowed head but may sweetly find rest. 
No tears —but may dry them on Jesus' breast. 
O sing, «&c. 

4 O, Jesus the crucified 1 Thee will I sing I 

My blessed Redeemer 1 my God, and my King ! 
My soul filled with rapture shall shout o'er the 

grave. 
And triumph in death in the mighty to save I 
O eing, &c. 

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183 My Heart -Song. 

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How hopeless and cheerless within, 

While recklessly wand'rin.sr from home. 
Thus burdened with sin and its woe, 

My vileness was all I could see, 
When Jesus said go with me, go. 

Thy soul from its sorrows I'll free. 

3 I gave him my poor fainting heait, 

^jid quickly salvation received; 
I felt His dear life in each part, 

As I in His mercy believed. 
Blessed Saviour, now 3e?J nie Thine ow"/i. 

Thine ima^e stamp wholly in me ; 
My heart be it ever Thy throne, 

From sin keep it evermore free. 

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185 Valley of Blessing. 

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There is peace in the yalley of blessing so sweet. And 
There is love iu tl\e valley'of blessing so sweet.Such as 
There's a song in the valley of blessing so sweet, That 




Je- sus abides with me tiiere. And His spirit and 
plenty the land doth impart; And there's rest for the 
none buttheblood-wash''d may feol; When heaven comes 
angels v/ould fain join tlie strraiu As with rapturous 




blood make my cleansing complete, And His perfect love 

weary-worn travel - er's feet. And joy for the 

down redermed spirits to greet. And Clirist sets His 

praises, we bow at His feet, Crving " Wortliy the 



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186 AU to Christ I owe. 

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I'll lay my sin-sick soul, 
For naught have I to bring,— 
Thy grace must make me whole.— Cho. 

5 And then complete in Him, 

My robe His righteousness, 

Close shelter'd 'neath His side, 

I am divinely blest.— Cho. 

6 When from my dying bed. 

My ransooied soul shall rise, 
Then ** Jesus paid it all," 
Shall rend the vaulted skies.— Chck 

7 And when before the throne 

I stand, in Him complete, ^ 

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Ail down, at Jesus' feet.— CHOb 

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I shall bathe my weary soul,weary soul, There I s^iall 
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well to ev'- ry fear. And wipe my weeping eyes. 
gainst my soul engage. And fiery darts bo hurled; 
smile at Satan's rage. And face a frowning world, 
bathe my weary soul, In seas of heaven - ly rest; 
wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 






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158 



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2. The air is all balmy, Its warmth all divine, 

3. Its fountain is cleansing, its waters are pure, 

4. Then tell me, oh, where, is this beauti - fal land? 
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Sweet sum - mer reigns all through the year; 
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Its heaven -ly rest, and its love doth in - vest; 

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157 



189 The Stunner of the Soul. 




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2. When on the waves of im - rest thou wert toss'd, 

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Qui - et, qui - et - ly rest; Though 

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FAITH HYMNS. 



The Summer of the Soul, continued. 



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joy-ful, joy-ful lays. Thy winter is o- 
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knows, he knows the best. Thy winter, etc. 
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159 



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PAITH HYMNS. 



The Old, Old Story, continued. 




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demption, God's remedy for sin. Tell me the 
sinner Whom Jesus came to save. Tell me that 
glo - ry Is costing me too dear. Yes, and when 
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"early dew" of morning Has pass'd away at noon. 
an - y time of trou-ble A com-fort-er to me. 
me the old, old story,"Christ Jesus makes thee whole." 



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191 The Fountain of Mercy. 



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163 



The Tountain of Mercy, concluded. 




blood is that fountain which pardon bestows, 
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He gave me my bounty, — his love in my heart; 
So now I am joined with the conquering band 
Who are marching to glory at Jesus' command.— C%o. 

3 And when with the ransomed by Jesus, my Head, 
From fountain to fountain I then shall be led, 

I '11 fall at his feet and his mercy adore, 
And sing of the blood of the cross evermore.— C%«k 

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192 Mighty to Save. 



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How firm a Foundation. 

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2. In ev'ry condition, in sickness and health, 

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How firm a Foundation. 



167 



Concluded. 




You who unto Je- sus for refuge have fled > 
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I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 

I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand. 

Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 



ft When through the deep waters I call thee to go, 
The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow; 
For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 



5 When through fiery trials thy pathway shall He, 
My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; 
The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design 
Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 

8 Even down to old age all my people shall prove 
My sov'reign, eternal, unchangefoble love; 
And when hoary hairs shall their temple adorn. 
Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. 



T The soul that on Jesus doth lean for repose, 
I will net, I will not desert to his foes ; 
That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, 
T'll never- no, neyer— no« never forsiiko. 

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194 At the Pountain. 



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I'm at the fountain drinking, 
Jesus, thy balm will make it whole, 
I'm on my journey home. — Gho, 

4 Let all the world fall down and know, 

I'm at the fountain drinking. 
That none but God such love can show, 
I'm on my journey home. — Cho. 

5 Where'er I am, where'er I move, 

I'm at the fountain drinking, 
I meet the object of my love, 
I'm on mv journey home.--C%a 

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FAITH HYMNS 



195 Lights along the Shore. 

Words by Rev. J. H. Stockton. Ar. by Wm. G. Fisoheb. 



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171 



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burning, 
And shining along the way of love ; 
Soon you'll gain the heights of glory, and be singing 
The happy songs of saints above. — Cho. 

i We're a happy band of Christians, bound for Canaan, 
The land is in view, the wind's fair ; 
We will sing redeeming love beyond the Jordan, 
With Jesus dwell forever there.— C%o. 

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196 Sweet By-and-By. 

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198 He Leaaeth Me. 

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2. Sometimes'mid scenes of deepest gloom, Some- 

3. Lord, I would clasp thy hand in mine, Nor 

4. And when my task on earth is done, When 







words with heavenly comfort fraught, Whate'erl do, where- 
times where Eden's bowers bloom. By waters still, o'er 
ev-er murmur nor repine — Content, whatever 
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troubled sea— Still 'tis his hand that leadeth mc ' 
lot I see, Since 'tis my God that leadeth me 
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( He Leadeth Ue. 

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199 

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when I had ceased from my struggles, His peace Jesus ^ave unto 

touched but the hem of his gannent, And glory came thrilling my 

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181 




The Prince of My Pcacs- 

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dove. ( The cross now covers my sms; 

me. \ The past is under the blood : 

soul. The cross now covers, &c. 
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QOO ^'^ Bending at the Cross. 

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The blood, the blood is all my plea, Nor 
I rest, I rest su-prem-ly blest, AYith 
My cup, my cup it runnefch o'er, With 
The blood, the blood is all my song, I 




should a sin-ner wonder, For guilty stain and 
out a care to can-ker ; No gloom-y night, my 
joy celestial brimming, On wings of love I 

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FiltH HYMNS, 



183 



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184 



FAITH HYMNS. 



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2. One more day's work for Je- susiHow glorious 

3. One more day's work for Je-sus;How sweet the 

4. O, blessed work for Je - sus ! O, rest at 



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is my King! 'Tis joy, not dn-ty, To speak his 

work has been, To tell the sto -ry, To show the 

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One Hc-re Day's Work for Jesus. 







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tho't How Christ my life has bought, 
shine In this poor heart of mine ! 
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186 



FAITH HTUnS. 



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( Your ma - ny sins are all forgiven, Oh ! 
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187 



The Great Physician. 



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FAITH HTMNS. 



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What a Friend we have in Jesus. 




Ev - 'ry - thing to God in prayer. 
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Precious Saviour, stni our refuge. 

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Do thy friends despise, forsake thee, 

Take it to thee Lord in prayer ; 
In His arm He'll take and shield thee. 

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205 



FAITH HYMNS. 

The Cross. 



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The crown of victory! 
The crown of life! it shall be mine 
AMien I shall Jesus see. — Chorvis. 



5 My tear 3, unbidden, seem to flow 
Fpr love, unbounded love, 
WTiicL guides me through thin world of woe 
And points to joys above. —6'/io?'its. 

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FAITH HYMNS. 

The Beloved. 



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FAITH HYMNS. 

Eedeeming Love, 



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mys-ter-y; They hear entranced, this no - ble 
song of heav'n,And our poor voi - ces e'en to 
o'er a-gain; Oh.earth be - lowj^ oh, heav'n a- 

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FAITH HYMNS. 



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Deeper than the II deepest sea,I| 
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Grant me || now my soul's desire, 
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FAITH HYMNS. 



^09 Fill me now. 

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FAITH HTHNS. 



210 The Child of a King. 

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men, Once wander'd o'er earth as the poorest of men,But 
earth, A sinner by choice, an "alien" by birth! But 
care? They're building a palace forme over there! Tho* 

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give me a home in the sweet by and by. 

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211 Trusting in the Promise. 



Rev. II. B. Hartzler. 



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3 Sing of the Lamb, his blood appMed, 

That saves the sinner justified, 
Cleansing unrighteousness away, 
Which on the troubled conscience lay. 



4 Sing of the Lamb who is to stand 

On Zion's Mount, in Glory Land, 
When all the blood-washed host shall sing, 
"Jesus our Prophet, Priest, and King." 

5 Sing to the Lamb, all kindred here, 

Who in his glorious triumphs share; 
Sins to the Lamb, with all above, 
Who taste the fullness of his love. 



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4 I praise the Lord, I follow on, 
Obedient to the heavenly call; 
I rest in Christ, my all in all, 

A perfect, loving Saviour. 

5 I praise the Lord, 'mid raging storm 
My soul has refuge from alarm 

By resting on the mighty arm 
Of Jesus Christ my Saviour. 

6 I praise the Lord for sweet repose 
From inward fears and outward foes ; 
A peaceful stream of pleasure flows 

When leaning on my Saviour. ^ 

7 I praise the Lord for peace within ; 

I praise the Lord I'm cleansed from sin; 
I praise the Lord I'm free in him ; 
Oh, glory, hallelujah! 



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Is not this the Land of Beulah ? 

4 Tell me not of heavy crosses, 

!N"or the burdens hard to bear. 
For I've found this great salvation 

Makes each burden light appear; 
And I love to follow Jesus, 

Gladly counting all but dross, 
Worldly honors all forsaking 

For the glory of the Cross. 

5 Oh, the Cross has wondrous glory! 

Oft I've proved thi>< to be true; 
When I'm in the way so narrow, 

I can see a pathway throuoh ; 
And how sweetly Je«:n^ whispers; 

Take the Cross, thou need'st not fear, 
For I've tried the way before thee, 

And the glory lingers near. 

225 In the Secret of His Presence. 

Rev. Henry Burton. Jno. R. Sweney. 
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Turns their fiery darts aside, 
And I know, wbate'er betides me, 

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Making earth like Eden blest; 
So my peace grows deep and deeper, 

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226 No Dying There. 



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No Dying There. 

3 O Jesus come, our Eden bring, 

No dying there, 
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No dying there. 
Cho.— Pm so glad, &c. 

4 The ransomed host shall sing again, 

No dying there. 
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No dying there. 
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No dying there. 
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Cho.— Fm so glad, &c. 

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Cast thy poor soul at the Saviour's feet ; 
Plunge in to-day, and be made complete, 
Glory to his name. 



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229 Come Back to Me. 

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Oh, child of many prayers, ''Come back to me." 



254 FAITH HYMNS. 

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3 By day, by night he's always near, 

Sweet joy and comfort bringing; 
Oh, how my soul exults anew 
When praise to Jesus singing. 

4 No noonday drought afiects my soul. 

In Jesus I'm confiding; 
Oh, constant, sweet companionship, 
With Christ in me abiding. 

5 Oh, victory that's always sure ! 

Oh, blest emancipation! 
Oh, vanquished tempter of my soul I 
Oh, free and full salvation! 

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232 He Saves to the Uttermost. 

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Ever, only, all for thee ! 



274 FAITH HYMNS. 

238 It is Good to be Here. 



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Thin and wrinkled with a2:e they grew; 
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And her love seemed more tender and true. 

5 Oh, those beautiful, beautiful hands ! 

I stood by her coffin one day, 
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As quiet and peaceful she lay. 
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List to the promise— a message for you. 

3 Child of the kingdom, be filled with tne Spirit, 

Nothing but fullness thy longiup- can meet, 
'Tis the enduement for life and for service ; 
Thine is the promise, so certain, so sweet. 



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I will sing of the joy in my soul. 



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Their robes are washed as white as snow? 



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Let all my pow'rs my soul employ. 
To tell the world my peace and Jof * 



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Eternity. 



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Precious word, if safe we Rtaod 
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Bells of time with joy we liear, 
Tolling, tolling, sweet and clear, 
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256 ^oci is Calling yet. 



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5 God calling yet! I cannot stay; 

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Vain world, farewell, from thee I part; 
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257 At the Feet of Jesus Waiting. 



Alice M. Lowe. 



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258 Companionship with Jesus, 



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■ Will of God. 

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A little child, I follow on,— 
And, trusting, lean upon Thy breast. 

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"While the Years are EoUing on. 

3 Let us strengthen one another 

While the years are rolling on; 
Seek to raise a fallen brother, 

While the years are rolling on. 
This is work for every hand 
Till throughout creation's land, 
Armies for the Lord shall stand, 

While the years are rolling on. 

4 Friends we love are quickly flying, 

While the years are rolling on ; 
No'more parting, no more dying, 

While the years are rolling on. 
In the world beyond the tomb 
Sorrow never more can coiue, 
When we meet in that blest home, 

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Joy and gladness every where; 
God's unbounded glory beaming, 

God's own presence shining there! 
O, my soul, the dazzling brightness, 

Round the awful throne of God! 
O, the robes of snowy whiteness. 

Washed in Jesus precious blood. 

Cho. — Come and welcome, let the song, &c« 

4 Hark! the halleluias ringing, 

Loud and louder, swells the strain; 
Saints their endless praises bringing 

Laud the Lamb for sinners slain ; 
Glory, glory, power and honor. 

Over all exalt his name ! 
Glory, glory, powe**^ and honor. 

Glory, glory to the Lamb ! 

Cho.— Come and welcome, let the song, &c. 



368 FAITH HYIVINS. 

270 L. M. 

1 \ /fY opening eyes with rapture see 
[VI The dawn of this returning day; 

My thoughts, O God, ascend to Thee 
While thus my early vows I pay. 

2 I yield my heart to Thee alone, 

ISTor would receive another guest: 
Eternal King ! erect Thy throne 
And reign sole monarch in my breast. 

3 O bid this trifling world retire, 

And drive each carnal thought away, 
Nor let me feel one vain desire, 
One sinful thought through all the day. 

4 Thus, to Thy courts when I repair, 

My soul shall rise on joyful wing, 
The wonders of Thy love declare, 
And join the strains which angels sing. 
James Hutton, d. 1795. 
By per. 

271 L. M. 

1 'T^HUS far the Lord has led me on, 

X Thus far His power prolongs my days ; 
And every evening shall make known 
Some fresh memorial of His grace. 

2 Much of my time has run to waste, 

And I perhaps am near my home; 
But He forgives my follies past, 
He gives me strength for days to come. 

3 I lay my body down to sleep; 

Peace is the pillow for my head, 
While well-appointed angels keep 
Their watchful stations round my bed. 



FAITH HYMNS. 369 

4 In vain the sons of earth or hell 

Tell me a thousand frightful things ; 
My God in safety makes me dwell 
Beneath the shadow of His wings. 

5 Faith in Thy name forbids my fear; 

O, may Thy presence ne'er depart; 
And in the morning make me hear 
The love and kindness of Thy heart. 

6 Thus, when the night of death shall come, 

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground; 
And wait Thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
With sweet" salvation in the sound. 

I. Watts, ab. 1709. 
By per. 



272 

TuxE — ''America." 

1 A RISE, my soul, and sing 
£\ To God, thy Saviour King, 

Thine early lay; 
Rise on the wing of prayer 
Thy waking thoughts to bear. 
And so with grace prepare 

The opening day. 

2 Wldle yet the purple light 
Fringes the robe of night, 

Haste to His throne; 
Before corroding thought 
Her baneful work has wrought. 
With earnest purpose fraught. 

Seek Him alone. 



370 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 As He, the Son of Man, 
His daily work began, 

So let my feet 
Some Hermon's dewy sides, 
" Wliere solitude abides. 
And God alone resides, 
Make swift retreat. 

4 Wait on the Lord, thy God; 
Lean on His staff and rod, 

And on tb}^ head 
Shall more al)uridant grace, 
From His uplifted face. 
Like morning's purest rays 

Be richly shed. 

5 Prepare the altar-fire 
With freshest, pure desire, 

An incense sweet; 
Bring with thee words and plead, 
And He will surely heed 
And answer all thy need 

In blessings meet. 

6 Waii-early on the Lord, 
Wait on His holy word. 

At break of day; 
Lo, God is waiting there. 
Waiting His love to share. 
Waiting to hear thy prayer — 

Make haste to pray. 
By per. F. Bottome, D.D. 

273 c. M. 



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His wonders to perform ; 

He plants His footsteps in the sea. 
And rides upon the storm. 



FAITH HYMNS. 371 

2 Deep in iinfatliomable mines 

Of never-failing skill, 
He treasures up His bright designs, 
And works His sovereign will. 

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 

The clouds ye so much dread 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 
In blessings on your head. 

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust Him for His grace ; 
Behind a frowning providence 
He hides a smiling face. 

5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 
But sweet will be the flower. 

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan His work in vain; 
God is His own interpreter. 
And He will make it plain. 

William Cowper, 1779. 
By per. 



274 L- M. 

1 TTjROM all that dwell below the skies, 
Ji Let the Creator' s praise arise : 

Let the Kedeemer's name be sung 
Through every land, by every tongue. 

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord ; 
Eternal truth attends Thy word ; 

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 
Till suns shall rise and set no more. 

I. Watts, 1719. 
By per. 



372 FAITH HTMKS. 

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_ The strong Redeemer's name declare, 
And thankful lift your incense-cloud 
In blended gift of song and prayer. 

2 His own right arm hath safely led 

Our scatter'd tribes through all the way; 
And lo I with joyful feet we tread 
The courts His hands have raised to-day. 

3 One God, one faith, one name we own, 

One family in Him we meet; 
In love and fellowship make known 
In sweet communion at His feet. 

4 Our fathers' God ! With one desire 

Our hands upraised to Thee, behold! 
We wait a Pentecostal fire 
That marked our Sires in days of old. 

5 So shall this forest temple ring, 

And yon blue dome resound Thy praise; 
And this, while Thy great name we sing, 
Shall be to us the Day of Days. 

Rev. F. Bof tome, D.D. 
By per. 

276 L. M. 

1 T ORD of the Harvest, bend thine ear; 
J ^ In Zion's heritage appear: 

O send forth laborers filled with zeal 
Swift to obey their Master's will. 

2 Our lifted eyes, O Lord, behold 

The ripening harvest tinged with gold; 
Wide fields are opening to our view; 
The work is great, the laborers few. 



FAITH HY]vms. 373 

3 Led by Thine own almiphty hand, 
Let Zion's sons in many a band 
Arise to bless the dying race, 
As heralds of redeeming grace. 

Thomas Hastings, d. 1872. 
By per. 



277 C. M. 

1 npHE banner cross is waving high, 

i The standard of our God ; 
"To arms, to arms!" the battle-cry; 
Eing ont the cheering word. 

2 There's sound of victory in the air, 

And shout of triumph grand ; 
The hosts of God in mighty prayer 
Are sweeping through the land. 

3 The beast is hunted to his lair. 

The monster to his den, 
And Love her spotless bosom bares 
To rescue fallen men. 

4 Wliat can withstand the might sublime 

That powerless seeks to win ? 
Resistless as the fnglit of time 
Its conquests over sin! 

5 The hand of faith lays hold on God, 

And chokes the springs of death. 
And pours the streams of life abroad 
To sweeten poison's breath. 

6 March on ! march on ! ye conquering hosts, 

Till not a foe shall stand, 
Nor haunt of vice through all our coasts, 
Nor drunkard in the land. 

F= BOTTOME, D.D, 

By per. 



374 FAITH HYMNS. 

278 The Sinner's Call. 

Tune— '* No Dying There." 

1 /^A CHILD of sin, with, grief opprcst, 
V_/ To Jesus lice : 

Earth liatli for tliee no place of rest; 
He calleth thee. 
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Sinner, come; sinner, come; sinner, come, 
The Master calleth thee. 

2 Go lay your burden at His feet; 

He calleth tliee. 
O listen to the voice so sweet, — 
*' Come unto Me.'' 
Cho. — Sinner, come, etc. 

3 In Paradise, so bri9;ht and fair, 

Thy home shall be, 
If thou wilt choose thy portion there, 
And follow Me. 
C7zo.— Sinner, come, etc. 

4 Now is the time; He calls to-day: 

Delay no more. 
Lest slighted mercy turn away. 
And close the door. 
Cho. — Sinner, come, etc. 
By per. E. S. Mansfield. 

279 G- P- M. 

1 f~^ COULD I speak the matchless worth, 
\jt O could I sound the glories forth, 

iVhich in my Saviour shine, 
I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
And vie with Gabriel while he sings 
In notes almost divine. 



FAITH HYMNS. 375 

2 I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
My ransom from the dreadful guilt 

Of sin, and wrath divine ; 
I'd sing His glorious righteousness, 
In which all perfect, heavenly dress 

My soul shall ever shine. 

:] I'd sing the characters He bears. 
And all the forms of love He wears. 

Exalted on His throne; 
In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
I would to everlasting days 

Make all His glories known. 

4 Well, the delightful day will come 
When my dear Lord will bring me home. 

And I shall see His face; 
Then v, itli my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
A blest eternity I'll spend, 
Triumphant in His grace. 

Samuel Medley, ab. 1789. 
By per. 

280 L- M. 

1 'T^HE heavens declare Thy glory, Lord ; 

1 In every star Thy wisdom shines ; 
But when our eyes behold Thy Word, 
We read Thy name in fairer lines. 

2 The rolling sun, the changing light. 

And nights and days, Thy power confess, 
But the blest volume thou has writ. 
Reveals Thy justice and Thy grace. 

3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise 

Round the whole earth, and never stand : 
So w^hen Thy truth began its race. 
It touched and glanced on every land. 



376 FAITH HYMNS. 

4 IS'or shall Thy spreading gospel rest, 

Till through the world Thy truth has run, 
Till Christ has all the nations blessed 
That see the light, or feel the sun. 

5 Great Sun of Eighteousness, arise ! 

Bless the dark world with heavenly light; 
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 
Thy laws are pure, Thy judgments right. 

I. Watts, ab. 1719. 
By per. 

281 c. M. 

1 /^^lYE me a heart of calm repose 
V.J Amid the world's loud roar; 
A life that, like a river, flows 

Along a peaceful shore. 

2 Come, Holy Spirit, hush my heart 

With gentleness divine ; 
Indwelling peace Thou canst impart; 
Oh! make the blessing mine. 

3 Above these scenes of storm and strife 

There spreads a region fair ; 
Give me to live that higher life. 
And breathe that heavenly air. 

4 Come, Holy Spirit, breathe that peace 

Which flows from pardoned sin; 
Then shall my soul her conflict cease, 
And find a heaven within. 
By per. 

282 S. M. 

1 /^KE sweetly solemn thought 
V_y Comes to me o'er and o'er, — 
I'm nearer to my home to-day 
Than ever I was before. 



FAITH HYMNS. 877 

2 Nearer my Father's house 

Where many mansions be ; 
Nearer the great white judgment throne, 
Nearer the crystal sea. 

3 Nearer the bound of life 

Where burdens are laid down, 

Wliere we shall lay aside the cross 

And win and wear the crown. 

4 Nearer death's silent stream, 

That winds 'mid shades unknown; 
Nearer tJie radiant shores that gleam 
With glory from the throne. 

5 Perhaps my weary feet 

Have almost gained the brink; 
I may be nearer home, to-day, 
Far nearer than I think. 

6 Father! perfect my trust 

To feel in life or death 
My weary feet securely rest 
On Christ, my Kock by Faith. 

Phcebe Gary, 1852. 
By per. 

283 c. M. 

1 'I T TALK in the light ! so shalt thou know 

V V That fellowship of love 
His Spirit only can bestow 
Who reigns in light above. 

2 Walk in the light! and thou shalt find 

Thy heart made truly His 
Who dwells in cloudless light enshrined, 
In whom no darkness is. 



378 FAITH HYMNS. 

3 Walk in the light ! and thou shalt own 

Thy darkness passed away, 
Because that light hath on thee shone 
In which is perfect day. 

4 Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb 

Xo fearful shade shall wear; 
Glory shall chase away its gloom, 
For Christ hath conquered there. 

5 Walk in the light ! thy path shall be 

Peaceful, serene, and bright; 
For God by grace shall dwell in thee, 
And God Himself is light. 

Bernard Barton, 1827. 
By per. 

284 L- M. 

1 ^r^HY loving-kindness, Lord, I sing, 

J Of grace and life the sacred spring; 
In blood o'erfiowing, rich and free, 
In loving-kindness shed for me. 

2 I to Thy mercy-seat repair, 

And find Thy loving-kindness there; 
And when to Thy sweet Word I go. 
Thy loving-kindness there I know. 

3 Each evening, from the world apart. 
Thy loving-kindness cheers my heart; 
And wlien the day salutes my eyes, 
Thy loving-kindness doth arise. 

4 Lord, from the moment of my birth 
I've nothing known but love on earth; 
By day, by night, where'er I be, 

Thy loving-kindness follows me. 



FAITH HYMNS. 879 

5 From daily sin and daily woe 

Tliy loYinr4'-idndness saves me now; 
And I will praise, for sins forgiven, 
Thy loving-kindness, all, in heaven. 

George Barell Cheever, 1845. 
By per. 

288 

Tune — " Home, Sweet Home." 

1 /^^ YE that a.re weary and laden of soul, 
\J Come, come to the fountain that 

maketli you vvhole. 
There's peace in believing, there's rest in 

His name,' 
There's healing for all in the blood of the 
Lamb. 

CJiorus. 
Rest, rest, sweet, svreet rest, 
In the bosom of Jesus there only is rest. 

2 O cease from your anguish. ye toilers for life, 
For vain is your labor and fruitless your 

strife : 

No hope can they bring you, no joy to your 
heart; 

None, none but the Saviour can resting im- 
part. 

CJw. — Rest, rest, etc. 

3 Then come to the Saviour, ye weary and 

worn. 
Your burdens and sorrows for 3-ou He hath 

borne. 
No anguish that pierceth l)ut pierced Him 

before, 
No thorn is so sliarp as tlie crown which He 

wore. 

Cho. — Rest, rest, etc. 



380 :rAITH HYMNS. 

4 Kest, rest blessed Jesus, O sweet rest at 
last, 
Like calm on the ocean wlien tempest is 

past; 
The morning light breaketh in joy from 

above, 
And illumines my soul with His rainbow of 
love. 

C/io. — Kest, rest, etc. 

By per. 



286 s. M. 

1 A /TY God, my life, my love, 
iVl To Thee, to Thee I call: 

I cannot live if Thou remove; 
For Thou art all in all. 

2 To Thee, and Thee alone, 

The angels owe. their bliss; 
They sit around Thy gracious throne. 
And dwell where Jesus is. 

3 Kot all the harps above 

Can make a heavenly place, 
If God His residence remove, 
Or but conceal His face. 

4 Nor earth, nor all the sky. 

Can one delight afford, — 
No, not a drop of real joy. 
Without Thy presence, Lord. 

5 Thou art the sea of love. 

Where all my pleasures roll; 
The circle where my passions move, 
And centre of my soul. 



FAITH HYMNS. 381 

6 To Thee my spirits fly 
With infinite desire; 
And yet, how far from Thee I lie ! 
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. 

Isaac Watts, ab. 1709. 
By per. 

287 C. M. 

1 r^O not I love Thee, O my Lord? 
JL/ Behold my heart, and see; 

And turn the dearest idol out 
That dares to rival Thee. 

2 Is not Thy name melodious still 

To mine attentive ear? 
Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound 
My Saviour's voice to hear? 

3 Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock 

I would disdain to feed? 
Hast Thou a foe before whose face, 
I fear Jhy cause to plead? 

4 O that my ardent soul might vie 

With angels round the throne 
To execute Thy sacred will, 
And make Tliy glory known! 

5 Thou knovv^'st I love Thee, dearest Lord, 

But oh ! I long to soar 
Far from the sphere of mortal joys, 
And learn to love Thee more. 

Philip Doddridge, ab. 1755. 
By per. 

288 L. M. 

1 /^ THOU who earnest from above 
V_/ The pure, celestial fire to impart, 
Kindle a flame of sacred love 
On the mean altar of my heart. 



382 FAITH HYMNS. 

2 There let it for Thy glory bum, 

TTith inextinguishable blaze, 
And, trembling, to its source return 
In humble prayer and fervent praise. 

3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire 

To work, and speak, and think for Thee; 
Still let me guard the holy fire, 
And still stir up Thy gift in me. 

4 Eeady for all Thy perfect will. 

My acts of faith and love repeat, 

Till death Thy endless mercies seal. 

And make the sacrifice complete. 

C. Wesley. 
By per. 

289 

TAKE my life, and let it be 
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee. 
Take my moments and my days, 
Let them flow in ceaseless praise. 
Take my hands, and let them move 
At the impulse of Thy love. 
Take my feet, and let them be 
Swift and •* beautiful" for Thee. 
Take my voice, and let me sing 
Always, only, for my King. 
Take my lips, and let them be 
Filled with messages from Thee. 
Take my silver and my gold ; 
Xot a mite would I withhold. 
Take my intellect, and use 
Every power as Thou shalt choose. 
Take my will and make it Thine ; 
It shall be no longer mine. 
Take my heart, it is Thine own; 
It shall be Thy royal throne. 



FAITH HYMNS. 383 

Take my love, my Lord; I pour 
At Thy feet its treasure-store. 
Take myself, and I will be 
Ever, only, all for Thee. 

Frances Ridley Havekgal. 
By per. 

290 

Tune— "Webb." 

1 T)LESSED Jesus ! let Thy presence 
X3 Like a cloud of incense fall; 

Where Thy servants meet to praise Thee 
Let Thy blessing crown us all. 

Come and bless us^ 
While upon Thy name we call. 

2 Here in life's young manhood gathered, 

Off' ring all our lives to Thee, 
Who for us, in early manhood. 
Gave Thy life upon the tree, 

Let our offrmg- 
By Thy love accepted be. 

3 With Thy yearning pity, Jesus ! 

With Thy love for human kind, 

Nerve our earnest hearts for labor; 

Gird us with Thy patient mind, 

Never tiring 
In the work we daily find. 

4 Then at last, when lifo declining. 

As the shades of night appear, 
On Thy loving breast reclinin-g. 
Find our rest from la-^or there; 

And Thy blessing 
Be our bliss in heaven to share. 

F. BOTTOME, D.D. 

By per. 



384 FAITH HYMNS. 

291 L. M. 

1 T)RAISE, everlasting praise be paid 

J7 To Him that earth' s foundations laid ; 
Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
Who rules His people by His Word. 

2 Firm are the words His prophets give, 
Sweet words, on which His children live; 
Each of them is the voice of God, 

Who spoke, and spread the skies abroad. 

3 O for a strong, a lasting faith, 

To credit what the Alniighty saith, 
To embrace the message of His Son, 
And call the joys of heaven our own. 

4 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake, 
And all the wheels of nature break, 

Our steady souls should fear no more 
Than solid rocks, when billows roar. 

I. Watts, ab. 1709. 
By per. 

292 S. M. 

1 nnHE Lord my shepherd is, 

X I shall be well supplied; 
Since He is mine, and I am His, 
What can I want beside ? 

2 He leads me to the place 

W^here heav'nly pasture grows; 
Where living waters gently pass, 
And full salvation flows. 

3 If e'er I go astray, 

He doth my soul reclaim, 
And guides me in His own right way, 
For His most holy name. 



FAITH HYMNS. 385 

4 While He affords His aid, 

I cannot yield to fear ; 
Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark 
shade, 
My Shepherd's with me there. 

5 Amid surrounding foes, 

Thou dost my table spread;. 
My cup with blessings overflows, 
And joy exalts my head. 

6 The bounties of Thy love 

Shall crown my foil' wing days; 

Xor from Thy house will I remove, 

IS^or cease to speak Thy praise. 

By per. 



CONTENTS. 



HYMNS. 

A beautiful land by faith I see 67 

Abiding * 253 

Alas! and did mv Saviour bleed 29 

All for Josus . " ISl 

All hail the power of Jesus' name 1 

All that I was— mv sin, my guilt 94 

All to Christ 1 owe . . / 1^ 

A mind at perfect peace witli God 95 

And can I yet dehiy . 35 

Are you ready 252 

Arise, my soul! arise 96 

Arise, n^y soul, and sing 272 

Around the throne of God in heaven .... 122 

At the fountain 194 

At the cross 219 

Awake, my soul ! stretch every nerve .... 3 

At the feet of Jesus waiting .' 257 

Beautiful hands 243 

Behold ! behold the Lamb of God 88 

Behold, I come with joy to do 42 

Behold the Bridegroom' ! ^1 

Being of beings, God of love 79 

Blessed Jesus, ere we part 139 

Blessed Jesus, heavenly Lamb 129 

Blessed Jesus, I would'be 116 

.Blessed Jesus! let thy presence 290 

Blest be the tie that binds 76 

Beneath the cross of Jesus 154 

Brethren, let us join to bless ........ 51 

Called from above, I rise . c 149 

Christian brethren, ere we part lOe 

Clinging to the cross 180 

Conie, all ye saints of God . 52 

Come back to me 229 

Come, for the feast 160 

Come, Holy Ghost, all sacred tire 148 

Come, let us joia is songs of praise , . . . . 54 
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CONTEXTS. 887 

HYMNS. 

Come, for the feast is spread . , 266 

Come, let us join our cheerful songs .... 27 

Come, let us join our friends above 123 

Come, my fond, lluttering heart 5 

Come, sing to me of heaven 59 

Command thy blessing from above 141 

Companionship with Jesus 258 

Do not I love thee, O my Lord 287 

Down where the living waters flow 233 

Eternity 254 

Entire consecration 237 

Everything, both great and small ...... 80 

Fade, fade each earthly joy . 64 

Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 46 

Fill me now 209 

Forever here my rest shall be 41 

Forever with the Lord 176 

From every stormy wind that blows .... 57 

From all that dwell below the skies 274 

Full salvation 260 

Gently, my Saviour, let me lean on thee ... 93 

Give me Jesus 234 

Give me a heart of calm repose 281 

Glad tidings 267 

Glory to His'name 228 

Glory, glory everlasting 60 

Glory to God the Father be 62 

Glorv to the Lamb 175 

Go and tell Jesus 213 

God the Father, high in glory 14 

God moves in a mysterious way ...... 273 

God is calling yet "^ . 256 

Great the joy when Christians meet 63 

Hap])y the souls to Jesus joined ...... 56 

He clothes my soul in spotless dress 142 

He is calling 262 

He leadeth me 198 

He rose 244 

He saves to the uttermost 232 

He who once was dead, now llveth 15 

Ho ! every one that is thirsty 248 



888 CONTEXTS. 

HYMNS. 

Holy, liolv, holv, Lord God Ahnighlv .... 159 

Holy Spirit 169 

How can i keep from singing ... ... 197 

How firm a foundation .393 

How happy ever}- child of grace ... . . 53 

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds . . . -72 

How sweet to leave the world awhile .... 136 

How tender is thy hand .- 100 

I am thine own, O Christ . , . . , 9-2 

I am trusting, Lord, in thee . . . ' . ... 174 

If, Lord, I have acceptance found 33 

I have a home above 121 

I heard the voice of Jesus say ...... Ill 

I know that my Redeemer lives 6 

Ilaj'- my sins on Jesus 7 

I love to tell the story 118 

I'm bending at the cross 290 

I'm resting at last ... 249 

In every trying hour 49 

In God I have found a retreat 151 

In heavenly love abiding 114 

In the Christian's home in glory 119 

In the secret of his presence ." 225 

I praise the Lord 222 

I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God .... 39 

Is not this the land of Beulah? 224 

It is good to be here 238 

I've found the pearl of greatest price ... 87 

I've been redeemed 255 

I've washed my robes , 251 

I've found a Friend 163 

I want a heart to pray 74 

I was a wandering sheep 8 

I will sing of my Redeemer 161 

I will follow Jesus 259 

I will sing for Jesus 172 

I would commune with thee, my God .... 71 

I yield to Thee 245 

Jesus calls me, I am going . 179 

Jesus, how much thy name unfolds 103 

Jesus ! Jesus ! 242 

Jesus, I live to thee . 145 

Jesus, I my cross have taken .^ 26 

Jesus, lover of my soul . . . T 2 



CONTENTS. 389 
HYMNS. 

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone 9 

Jesus, my strength, my hope 68 

Jesus, plant and root in me 66 

Jesus saves 221 

Jesus, spotless Lamb ot God 128 

Jesus, the very thought of thee 110 

Jesus, thine all-victorious love 40 

Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 105 

Jesus, we thy promise claim 104 

Join each heart and tongue to bless 73 

Joy to the Avorkl, the Lord is come 112 

Just as I am, without one plea 25 

Just as thou art, how wondrous fair 106 

Knocking, knocking, v»'ho is there 158 

Let Him in . , . 264 

Light and comfort of my soul 173 

Ligliis along the shore 195 

Lord of the'harvest, bend thine ear 276 

Lord God 168 

Lord, a happj'^ child of thine . . . . . . ... 143 

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 65 

Lord, I believe a rest remains 140 

Lord, I delight in thee 50 

Lord, in the strength of grace 58 

Lord Jesus, are we one with thee? 108 

Lord, with united hearts . . . , 77 

Lost in sight of home 215 

Love divine, all love excelling ....,..' 36 
Love of Jesus .236 

May the grace 167 

Mighty to save 192 

Missing 231 

More holiness give me 153 

Must Jesus bear the cross alone 32 

My blessed Jesus, thou hast taught . , . . . 78 

My blessed Jesus and my Lord . 4 

My days are gliding swiftly by 47 

My faith looks up to thee ." 75 

My God, my life, my love 286 

My God, I am thine ; what a comfort divine . . 69 

My God, I know, I feel thee mine 70 

My heart is resting, O my God 81 

My heart song 183 



390 CONTEXTS. 

HVMNS. 

My heart that was heavy 170 

My opening eye? with rapture see 270 

My Saviour, thou hast promised rest . . . 137 

Nearer, my God, to thee ... 11 

No dying there 226 

Now I can read my title clear . 187 

Now, Lord I seek 'a ho\y rest 152 

O blessed Jesus, Lamb or God 23 

O could I s peak tlie matchless worth .... 279 

O for a closer walk with God 18 

O for a faith that will not shrink 44 

O for a heart to praise my God 17 

O for a thousand tongues to sing 22 

O for a pencil dipped in light 115 

O for the robes of whitenesfl 118 

O happy da}^ that fixed my choice 10 

O how sweet at Jesus' feet 235 

O holy Saviour, friend unseen 102 

O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord 61 

Oh, now I see the crimson wave 147 

One in Jesus 261 

One more day's work for Jesus 201 

One sweetly solemn thought 282 

O teach me more of thy blest ways .... 126 

O thou God of my salvation . , 82 

O thou who cames* from above 288 

O thou who hearest the praver.of faith . . .34 

O safe to the rock . . . . "^ 166 

O sing of his mighty love 182 

Our times are in thy hand 125 

O ye that are weary and iaden of soul .... 285 

Praise, everlasting praise be paid ...... 291 

Prayer is the ^^oul's sincere desire 13 

Prince of Peace, control my will 37 

Redeeming love 207 

Rest to the weary soul 83 

Rock of Ages, cleft for me 12 

Safe within the vail 184 

Salvation, — O the joyful sound! 113 

Satisfied 214 

Saved to the uttermost 212 



CONTENTS. 391 

HYMNS 

Shall I be saved to-night '218 

Shall Ave gather at the river 19 

She only touched '^^ 

Since I have been redeemed -^" 

Sing of the Lamb 220 

Sing them over 171 

Soldiers of Christ, arise 45 

Soldiers on life's battle-field 89 

Something every heart is loving 101 

Songs of praise the angels sang ... .86 

Stand lip and bless the Lord 107 

Step out on the promise 'i4(5 

Still, for thy loving-kindness. Lord 0.3 

Still on the Lord tiiy burden roll 24 

Sun of mv soul, thou Saviour dear 157 

Surrendered 2^0 

Sweet by-and-by 196 

Sweet hour of prayer - . 28 

Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 120 

Tarrv with me. O niv Saviour 97 

Take my life, and let it be 289 

Tempted and tried 165 

The altered motto 208 

The angels are looking on me 227 

The banner cross is waving high 277 

The battle is the Lord's 127 

The beloved 206 

The child of a King 210 

The cross 205 

The day of days 275 

The fountain of mercv 191 

The great Physieian ' 202 

The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 280 

The Holv Ghost is come . * 150 

The land of rest - . .- 188 

The Lily of the Valley 223 

The Lord's Prayer 239 

The Lord mv Shepherd is 292 

The Lord will provide 204 

The new sons- 216 

The old, old story 190 

The Prince of my peace 199 

The river of life ,.,... 269 

The sinner's call 278 

The Spirit in o\u' hearts .,.,,*..,, 30 



392 CONTENTS. 

HYMNS. 

The summer of the 80ul .......... 189 

There is a fountain lilled with blood 20 

There's a blesshi.sr at the cross ....... 263 

There is a name I love to hear 138 

There's a li.srht in the window for thee, brother . 16 

Thou dear Kedeemer, dying Lamb 85 

Thou didst leave thy throne ]56 

Thou, my everlasting portion ....... 155 

Thou sweet, beloved will of God 144 

Thus far the Lord has led me on . . . . . 271 

Thy loving-hindness. Lord, 1 sing 284 

ThV presence, Lord, the place shall till ... . 99 

Thv wav, not mine, O Lord I'M 

Thy works, not mine, O Christ 130 

'Tis past, the dark and dreary night ..... 117 

'Tis religion that can give . ' 38 

'Tis so sVeet to trust m Jesus 240 

To God, the only wise . . 98 

To our liedeemer's glorious nanie 91 

Trusting in the promise 211 

Valley of blessing 185 

Walkin the light! so Shalt thou know .... 283 

Welcome for me 250 

We have no outward righteousness 43 

We praise thee, O God, "for the Son cf thy love . 146 

We travel now in wisdom's Avays ...... 90 

What a friend we have in Jesus 203 

What glorv gilds the sacred page 31 

What joy the beloved of the Lord 162 

What mean these thrills, this heavenh^ calm . 135 

What sacred fountain yonder sprin.its' .... IP.l 

When first o'ei whehiied with sin and shame . . 132 

AVhen I survey the wondrous cross 21 

When J estis to my rescue came 333 

When languor and disease invade 134 

AVhile the years are rolling on 268 

AVhither, pilffrims, are vou going 48 

Will of God . . . / 265 

Who are these in bright array 177 

Ye Avho knowfyour sinsl'orgiven ...... 84 



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